She leans in a little. “Why? He’s going to freak out when you tell him.”
I bite my lip, looking down at my hands. “That’s what I’m afraid of. What if this changes everything between us when we’re just figuring things out?”
Would he just like me for my art? And not me as a person?
“He’ll be ecstatic. Not only does he have a beautiful wife, but she also happens to be a brilliant painter.”
I look back up. Her words hit me in a way I wasn’t expecting. I’m so lucky to have a good friend in my life. “It takes one to know one.”
Evelyn waves her hand dismissively in the air, grinning. “Oh, thanks.”
“I want to do it in a romantic way. I don’t want to just blurt it out.”
She looks at me thoughtfully, tapping her chin. “Hmm, what about you organize a date night next weekend? Go away somewhere... private?”
“I like that idea. Maybe one of those A-framed cabins in the woods...”
Evelyn scrunches her face in horror, stepping back a little. “A cabin in the woods? Where bears can eat you? Not romantic.”
I laugh, rolling my eyes. “You’re so dramatic. It’s about snuggling up by the fire and listening to the sounds of nature.”
She shakes her head, her soft laughter filling the air. “You and I have different tastes. I was thinking warm, relaxing... Maybe something with a spa?”
I smile, imagining how nice that would be, but I’m set on the cabin idea. “But I can’t do it next weekend.”
“Why not?” Evelyn asks, her brow furrowing.
“I just need more time to plan everything. I want it to be perfect.”
Evelyn nods in approval. “Make sure you tell me the name of the place and check if it has service. Don’t want to be stranded without a signal.”
I’m touched by how much she cares. “I will.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “And read the reviews. Otherwise, I will.”
“Okay, okay. Thanks again for everything.”
With one last smile, she walks toward her ride, but I stand there for a moment, letting the cool night air settle around me.The thought of telling Oliver about not only my art, but my identity, which is a part of me he doesn’t know yet, fills me with anticipation. But I know after my supportive chat with Evelyn that, in a few weeks, I can make it happen.
Amber, Wren, and Rufus head out next. Declan and Armani are the last to leave, and Oliver is talking at the door, so I excuse myself and head up for a quick shower. When I step out, I find Oliver standing in the bedroom, dark eyes roaming my naked body. He’s unmoving, and his attention has goosebumps rising on my skin. The pure desire etched into his face makes me step closer to him until my toes touch his. “Like what you see?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
My heart races as I drop to my knees, peering up at him with a smirk.
“Look at you, so pretty on your knees for me,” he says, removing his sweater.
He’s in a black t-shirt and black pants, his erection pressing hard against his zipper. But he doesn’t make a move to kick off his shoes or remove any clothing.
I reach up and cup him over his pants, feeling his reaction beneath my palm. “Someone's excited,” I whisper, a playful smile tugging at my lips.
His nostrils flare as his thumb traces slowly over my parted mouth. “Only for you,” he murmurs, voice rough with desire. “Show me how much you want this too.”
I lift higher on my knees and reach for his button and zipper, undoing them quickly.
His hands hang by his sides for now, but I make it a mission to have him so out of control he has them buried in my hair.
Pushing his pants and briefs down to his ankles, his cock stands heavy and thick in front of my face. I swallow hard at the sight of pre-cum. I’m so ready for it. Ready for him.
