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He mirrored my sigh in his sleep and reached out for me as if he sensed my distress. His strong arms fitted me easily against his broad chest, and I turned on my other side so his cute little paunch was nestled against my spine. We fit together like two puzzle pieces.

I need to tell him I’m not leaving. The plan isn't working, and you know what you have to do when a plan isn't working? You have to tweak it until it does.

I wanted Lewis to be my plan. I wanted a home with him, perhaps even a kid. I’d always wanted children.

But what if he doesn’t feel the same way?

Panic rose in me when the thought flashed through my mind. And for a moment I was sure I would spiral into an anxiety attack. Then Lewis started his purring snores again. They vibrated through my body.

I took a deep breath and snuggled closer.

His cock rose between my ass cheeks, but Lew didn’t wake up. His hips took up a gentle movement against my ass, rubbing his barbed cock up and down, his barbs rasping over my skin.

Holy shit, Sinclair, how am I supposed to sleep like that?

“Can’t you sleep, Puppy?” Lew’s sleepy voice murmured low in my ear.

“It’s fine, I just need a few more minutes. Go back to sleep.”

His hips stopped moving against my ass and then a low chuckle shook his chest. He brought his hand under the duvet and skimmed it down my torso until he reached my cock. To no one’s surprise I was half hard already and groaned when he gave me a gentle squeeze.

“Insatiable little Puppy,” he purred and kissed my neck.

“You know me,” I gasped a little at the touch. I bordered between feeling a little ticklish and wanting to jump his bones yet again.

What the hell are you doing to me, Lew?

Whatever it was, I never wanted him to stop.

“Do you want me to help you sleep, Noah?” Lew asked me in that same velvety purr.

I swallowed hard.

“Fuck yes,” I whispered into the dark bedroom.

It took me no time at all to fall asleep in the cradle of his body once he had made me come so hard I forgot what being awake even felt like.

I’ll tell him tomorrow.

And I was out.

I woke up in the morning hugging the pillow and feeling lighter and more hopeful perhaps than I had in years.

“Good morning, Puppy.” Lew pressed a soft kiss on my neck. “Let me take you out for breakfast, okay?”

We got dressed and left the cottage hand in hand.

“It’s about a ten minute walk into town. Do you want to take the car?”

“Nah, let’s walk. A bit of fresh air and movement will do us good.” Perhaps it would help with how sore my body was. I grinned into my scarf. We’d had so much sex I couldn’t remember the last time I hadn’t been in such delicious pain.

We set off down the sandy path covered in a thin dusting of snow.

“Maddie suggested a small coffee shop to me. It’s called Harbour & Bean. It’s by the—”

“Let me guess, the harbour?” I squeezed Lew’s hand.

“How did you know?” he asked in a fake impressed tone.