I moan, dragging my hands over his back and digging my nails into his skin. “I love you too, Kade. I’m so in love with you, I’m terrified of it and not scared at all, somehow at the exact same time.”
He kisses my cheek and then the other one. Then my mouth. Peppering me with kisses as he thrusts into me like he doesn’t have a care in the world. He makes love to me like I’m his and he’s mine—like we’re one.
The orgasm builds slower this time. A simmer instead of an explosion, but when we go off, it’s just as devastating. I close my eyes and hug him to me, biting his shoulder and scratching his arms with my fingernails as I hold onto him.
When we finish, we lie there until his spent cock falls from my hole, and I can feel cum spilling out of me. Not a second later,my caveman brings his fingers there to push his essence back into my body.
“I love you,” he says against my lips.
“That why you marked me?”
“Absolutely,” he says with no shame or hesitance, and I laugh, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him into another kiss.
“I love you too. Let’s go clean up,” I suggest.
“Nope. I want my cum in you forever.”
I chuckle. “I’m going to pay you back for this.”
His mouth moves to my ear. “I fucking hope so.”
I grin, unable to move, but I don’t mind. I’d stay here forever if I could.
And I realize that when I get over my fear and listen to Janelle, I can have this. Forever.
No more running away. Kade is worth it, no matter how difficult it is.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
“Is Mr. Bell coming over for Christmas?” Elijah asks me—totally randomly as he shovels cereal into his mouth.
Bowen looks over at me, amused as all hell. He’s been home from the hospital for a week, and the man has been insufferable. He wants to go back to work, and I’m this close to dropping his ass off at the fire station, despite what his doctor and the chief say.
We haven’t really talked about Spencer being with me at the hospital—or about where I sneak off to as often as I can—but I know he knows. “Oh yes. Please tell me Mr. Bell is coming.”
I toss a piece of cereal at my brother, and the asshole catches it in his mouth effortlessly. “Don’t say his name like that.”
“Like what?” Elijah asks, cocking his head to the side curiously.
“Uh... nothing. Go grab your backpack, okay? We need to head out, and I don’t know about Christmas yet.”
He just shrugs, taking one last bite of his cereal before dropping it off at the sink and heading to his room.
“Knock it off,” I say to my brother.
He looks far too amused. “Knock what off? I didn’t do anything.” I scowl at him, and he just laughs before punching me in the shoulder. “I’m happy for you, little brother. And you should invite your boyfriend to Christmas.”
I check behind me, relieved that Elijah isn’t standing there before I look back at Bowen. “Don’t say that stuff around Elijah, okay?”
“So he is your boyfriend?”
I think about Spencer and finally getting to tell him how much I love him. I’ve said it every single time we’ve been together since that night, and it feels like heaven every time. “Yes.”
He’s grinning wide now. “Good. So why are you keeping it from your kid?”
I wince—Bowen hitting a nerve. I want to tell him, but doesn’t that mean Spencer has to out himself at work? Neither of us want Elijah to have to keep it to himself. “It’s complicated,” I say, finishing off my own cereal and escaping to the sink.
Unfortunately, despite him still having a sprained ankle, Bowen is pretty fast. He meets me there. “It’s really not. Elijah will be thrilled. He loves that guy. Can’t stop talking about how funny and smart his teacher is. Obsessed with nerds, that one.” I punch him in the shoulder, and he laughs. “Ow.”
