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CHAPTER9
DREA
WE NOW RETURN TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED LIFE
There was no way I could have known that coming home to a naked man on my couch would begin the single best week of my life. Or at least the week in which I had the most sex ever.
Rock was always ready, and surprisingly, I couldn't get enough of him, either. We both did the things we needed to do, but in between, we were together. On the couch, on the island in the kitchen, on the living room rug, and in the bed more times than it was worth trying to count. But the thing was, it wasn't just sex.
It was so much more.
Rock treated me like a princess, like something he cherished and wanted to take care of. He brought me little gifts when he came home from practice. He cooked for me. He opened doors and pulled out chairs.
He took little tiny pieces of my heart, one by one, until I knew he would take the rest of it with him when he left.
Friday morning, the day before Rock's big game, we lay in bed after yet another round of mind-melting shenanigans.
"You okay, babe?" Rock had started calling me babe. I loved it.
Something about lying in his strong arms, next to his warm, solid, muscle-bound body and hearing his voice so gentle and soft made me shiver. I pressed myself closer to him, humming my contentment.
A little while later, I glanced at the clock. "Crap. I have to get up for work."
Rock tightened his arm around me in response, keeping me there.
I squirmed, partially because it was fun to feel him trying to hold me close as I pretended to desperately want to get away, but also because I really did need to get showered and get to work.
"Rock," I laughed.
His hand slid down, his arm crossing my stomach as he flexed, pulling me on top of him. His other hand joined the first on the cheeks of my ass as he pressed me into his erection, which could also have been named Rock at that moment.
I kissed him, long and slow and sleepy, and then rolled off the bed and out of his reach.
"Big sad," Rock murmured, making me smile as I headed for the shower.
When I emerged, he was dressed and awake. "I'll take you to work," he said. "I should hit the gym anyway."
As Rock drove me to the Muffin Tin, worry tried to press in around the edges of the ridiculous happiness I'd been feeling. What would happen when he left? We really hadn't talked about whatever this was, or what we wanted. And Rock was leaving in two days to go back to Virginia.
We parked at the Tin and Rock helped me out of his big car and then walked me inside. Such a gentleman.
"Look who's here!" Nattie sat at a little round table just inside the door.
"Hey Aunt Nattie," Rock said, bending down to give her a kiss on the cheek.
"I am just so tickled at how this has all worked out," she said, making me wonder what she was talking about. "It was such a relief to get your call, Rocky, because I had no idea how I was going to get ahold of that lawyer way out there in Europe. He seems to keep the same hours as his client, and it was just so nice to hear that I didn't need to call him anyway."
I shook my head. "Mr. Mulligan's lawyer?"
Nattie nodded, and Rock stiffened slightly at my side.
"You never called him?" I wasn't sure what to make of that news. Rock had told her not to call him? Why?
"Rock told me you two were getting along just fine and not to worry about it." Nattie picked a crumb off the top of her muffin and pushed it into her mouth delicately.
"When was that?" I asked them both.
Rock didn't answer, but his aunt did. "Right after you were at my place. What was that, Rocky? Monday?"
