Page 154 of Trust Me

“Whole. Like I . . . belong.”

“Like you’re home?” There was a small smile on his face as he said it, which gave me courage.

“With you, it’s like nothing else matters. Not the past or even the future. All those years I spent wondering what it felt like . . .”

“Tell me.”

“To be wanted. Loved.”

“Oli, baby. You’re so pure.”

My eyes fluttered. “See? I imagine that’s what love must feel like.”

“Really?”

“Have you ever been in love?”

“I thought I was once, but now . . .” He shook his head. “I don’t think I have. I don’t know what it feels like.”

“Maybe we’ll just have to find out together.”

“I’m down for that.”

“Well, let’s get a move on, Broku,” I said, needing a reprieve from my own emotions. “We can’t do anything meaningful when we’re sticky with cum.”

He lifted a brow. “I’ve got some ideas for meaningful activities.”

Putting a hand on his chest, I smirked at him. “Shower. We have to be up early to make sure your dad doesn’t start going against the doctor’s orders before he’s at least had breakfast.”

His expression softened. “Look at you being responsible, baby. I’m so proud.”

Rolling my eyes, I pushed him off of me and stood. He grabbed me around the waist and tucked his face into my neck before I got far.

“Let me help you.” His hand caressed my ass cheek, making small circles. “I want to make sure I didn’t hurt you.”

“I’m okay,” I breathed. “Really.”

“I’ll check anyway.”

It was only a couple of days ago that I’d been in the pool, thinking about how I was falling for him.

I didn’t have nearly as much time as I’d imagined. That five-year plan was quickly becoming a thing of the past. I was ready to check it off my list entirely.