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“I didn’t kiss you goodbye,” I whisper.
He plants one on my lips, tongue and everything. I’m blushing when I pull away.
“Have a good day, baby.”
I promise him I will, reluctant to walk away, but I know I have to do this for myself. It would be easy to stay at the clubhouse, spending every waking moment with Nate, and missing him every second when he’s at work. But I’ve done easy. I’ve kept my mouth shut and went through the motions of helping those around me and not doing anything for myself. I don’t want to be that person any longer. I want to forge my own path, and knowing I don’t have to do that alone, that I have the support of my husband and those around me makes this task easier.
“Good morning,” Ivy says with a wide smile when I climb into the passenger side of her car.
She works to snap her seatbelt in place. “It’s so hard leaving them when they just got back, isn’t it?”
She looks out the front window, giving her husband a quick wave before putting her car in reverse and pulling out of her driveway.
“I didn’t think it would be this hard,” I confess.
“I think it’s going to be impossible to leave for hours every day once I get pregnant.”
“You guys are trying?”
She gives me a soft smile before nodding. “We’ve talked about it a lot, and Griffin doesn’t want me to go back to work after we have a baby. I have to say, the idea is sounding more and more appealing. I never thought I’d be the type to want to stay home.”
“Nate didn’t want me to leave this morning,” I say, but I won’t tell her why.
Her husband wants her there because he loves her. I’m sure Nate’s only reason for wanting me to stick around is because he had an erection. Somehow, I’m okay with that because when we came together in that way last night, he was so passionate and attentive, I could picture that he was with me out of love.
And who knows, maybe those feelings will intensify, and we can have something that resembles love eventually.
I swallow, knowing I’m already there, and that’s crazy. I mean, most people expect to love their husbands. I’m sure the vast majority of people do long before they walk down the aisle, but just because we didn’t start that way doesn’t mean we can’t have it at some point, right?
“What’s that face for?” Ivy asks.
“I think I love him,” I mutter, knowing she’s one of the women I can confide in without judgement.
“Of course, you do, April. He’s your husband.”
A humorless laugh escapes through my nose, an unladylike huffing noise.
“I don’t think he feels the same way. I mean, I know he cares, and he’s so nice to me, but I don’t think it’s love.”
“I think you’d be surprised about how deeply he feels for you.”
I just nod my head. I won’t argue with the woman. There’s no point in it.
My good mood from last night and this morning fades away, the doubts I always have when I’m not distracted taking over my head until my mood is foul by the time we get to the high school.
“I was told to take you to the office first thing this morning. If it’s anything like my first day here, it’s going to be long and boring. I hope you got some really good rest last night because you’re about to be forced to watch a million movies made in the nineties for human resources.”
Chapter 26
Apollo
The shower I take after April leaves for work is nowhere near as entertaining as the one I watched her take. I hate that it was so quick and economical. I groan, leaning my head against the shower wall, letting the hot spray pound down on my back.
Thinking about her wet, slick skin makes a flood of memories from last night come rushing back. I just know my cock is going to be hard for the rest of my life, and it wouldn’t be a problem if she were here.
I wash quickly, ignoring the thickness between my legs. I meant what I said when I told her I was saving every ounce of my libido for her. Time can’t move fast enough until she’s back home with me. Then I want it to slow to a snail’s pace while I spend the rest of the night memorizing every inch of her.
God, she opened up a vortex and I can’t help but smile when thinking about getting sucked into it.
Shit, don’t think about sucking, like at all.
We didn’t get to that part last night. She didn’t offer, and I didn’t press the issue. She loved my mouth on her though, loved how I—nope. If I have any chance of keeping my hands off my dick, I’ve got to find something else to do, in public, around other people, because being alone just isn’t going to work.
