“You’re seeing me later,” I said. “I have to go. Maddy needs her car.”
He shifted until he was half on top of me and his boner was pressed into my thigh. “Why don’t you just take mine next time?” he said, peppering tiny kisses down my collarbone.
“I can’t take your car.”
“I have the van,” he said, his hands wandering. “Alex can’t drive it yet, so it’s just sitting there. Uber the next time you come over and take my car home.”
He slipped a hand into my underwear and I sucked in a breath of air. “What time does Alex get up for the bus?” I whispered, tipping my head back as he nibbled on my ear.
“Another forty-five minutes…”
Plenty of time.
“Let me brush my teeth.”
We both got up and went to the bathroom. Justin stood there brushing his teeth over the sink, no shirt, bare perfectly defined chest, blue pajama bottoms with a hard outline in the front that I liked very much. I smiled around my toothbrush.
I could not get enough of him.
Opting for these sleepovers instead of actually sleeping was starting to affect my work. I’d been over here so much I’d only slept in the bed at the Toilet King studio three times since the first night I came over.
He made my lunch every day—enormous, chaotic bags of snacks and sandwiches. He always made one for Maddy too. He kept trying to get me to stay for one of his breakfasts, but that meant eating with the kids, so I never did. I bet they were good though.
I rinsed my toothbrush and trained my gaze on the front of his pants.
He spit. “Uh, my eyes are up here.”
“Uh-huh,” I said, not looking up.
“That’s it. I’m cutting you off.”
I gasped. “What? Why?”
He gave me a fake stern look. “You need to stop using me like a piece of meat. It’s dehumanizing. I’m serious.”
I cracked up and he crashed into me and walked me backward to the bed, laughing. He slid over me on the mattress and kissed me, his smile so big I could feel it against my mouth.
I loved this. Everything about it.
I loved that he always made me laugh. I loved that no matter what we were doing, it was fun. I loved that I slept so well when he was next to me, and I felt safe and cared for and wanted.
And I really, really loved the sex.
“I wish I didn’t have to go,” I breathed.
“Stay here. I’ll hide you in my closet.”
“Ha.”
He nipped at my lip. “My secret girlfriend. Comes and goes under the cloak of darkness.”
I snorted.
“We are trying this out to see if it works,” I whispered. “Your siblings don’t need to get attached to someone who might…”
He pulled away with an arched eyebrow. “Someone who might what?”
I gave him a look. “You know what I mean.”
“I do not know what you mean,” he said, smiling. “Because I like you more than like, so it doesn’t matter if your people get attached to me. I’m not going anywhere.” He caged me between his forearms and kissed under my chin. “If you came during normal business hours, I’d make you breakfast…”
I pretended to think about it. “I do like your food.”
Wailing started a few bedrooms over. We both froze.
Chelsea.
And she was coming. The sound was floating down the hall.
“Shit,” I whispered.
He dropped his head to my chest in defeat before he got up and dug in a drawer.
She’d been having nightmares.
“I have to go get her,” he said, pulling on a shirt. He leaned down quickly and pecked me on the lips. “I don’t know how long I’ll be with her. If I don’t come back before you have to leave, I’ll see you tonight.”
He slid out the door and closed it behind him. I could hear him scoop his baby sister up in the hallway. “Heeeey, what happened, huh? It’s okay…”
