“This morning and also exactly a thousand hours ago.”
Amos tilted his head back and looked at me. “You doing okay? A lot happened today.”
“Yeah, I am. I don’t think it’s quite sunk in that the town knows about our families. About us.”
“It’s like we’re waking up to a whole new world tomorrow. No more secrets. That feels good, huh?”
I let out a long sigh. “There’s still one.”
Amos hooked his hand under my leg. “You’ll get there. You don’t have to make any big decisions now.”
“True, but it might be good to rip off the bandage while the town is adjusting to the news. Who knows, maybe there’s someone else who’d love to take over Red’s and keep it as it is.” It was a pipe dream.
“I hope so, but you don’t need to worry about that tonight. You’ve been worrying about so much.”
He tilted his head back and his frown looked like a goofy smile with his face upside down from my angle.
I bent to kiss his forehead. “Want to know the best part of the day? When you told me you were staying. Well, that’s tied with when you told me you’re falling in love with me.” I could hardly believe the words coming out of my mouth. Amos Flynn and I were falling in love.
My friends were going to beinsufferable.I already had over a dozen texts on our group thread and individually with congratulations, told-you-sos, and prying questions. I loved those meddling queerdos.
“That was my favorite part too.” He hummed happily. “After making the decision to stay, I immediately felt a thousand times better. That ever happen to you? You decide something and then feel in your body that it was the right thing?”
“Actually, yes. When I opened my mouth and said something about pralines and dick ice cream.”
Amos began laughing so hard he had to sit up and wipe his eyes. He shifted around and faced me. “That’s got to be the worst pickup line that ever worked.”
“Weird is part of my charm.”
“You’re not wrong about that.” Amos leaned forward and pressed his smile to mine. Our gentle kiss turned heated as he climbed onto my body and straddled my lap.
Despite how worn out I was, Amos’s touch woke me.
“I want to get you naked,” Amos said as he pulled back, but then he yawned, which triggered one of my own.
Laughing, I pulled him close. “Not sure our bodies agree.”
His pout was adorable. “I’m the boss of my body, and I want to touch your dick.”
My dick liked that idea. “I feel gross from the long day. How about we combine a shower with some dick touching?”
Amos rewarded me with a quick kiss. “You’re so smart.” Suddenly full of energy, he climbed off me and pulled me to my bedroom.
Thankfully, the en suite shower was walk-in instead of a tub and big enough for both of us without risking an elbow to the eye or a knee to the groin. Amos stripped while I got the water going, then he pulled off my clothes. His initial burst of energy faded once we got under the hot water.
“Mm. Feels so good.” He stood with his back to the water and angled his head under the spray. Droplets raced down the planes of his chest as I soaped us both.
I surged forward and traced the path of a droplet with my tongue while running my hand down his ribcage. He hummed in pleasure as I flicked my tongue across his nipple until it hardened. As my hand moved toward his dick, I took his mouth with mine. We swapped lazy kisses as I jerked him to full hardness.
There was something intimate to this kind of sex that I hadn’t expected. Neither of us was faking boundless energy or putting on a show. We were both exhausted, had acknowledged it, yet still wanted intimacy to cap off a memorable and emotional day.
Amos reached between us and stroked me as his tongue danced with mine. I pressed him against the shower wall for more contact and support because the hot water was relaxing my muscles almost too much to keep standing.
Instead of a frantic round of sex because Amos and I knew our time together was coming to an end, we got to have unhurried fun. This might not be the dirtiest, hottest, or kinkiest sex, but it was what worked for us. Something else might work tomorrow. We now had a tomorrow.
“You know exactly how to touch me,” he purred into my ear. “Feels so good.” He moved his hand down to cup my balls, which pulled tight as I neared my release.
I nibbled his earlobe. “I can’t wait to learn what turns you on. Toys? A bit of spanking? Porn?”
