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Sighing out loud. I drop the blanket on the couch, throw the beer bottle in the recycling bin, and put my glass in the sink.
My eyes are drooping so badly now, I don’t think I’ll make it to bed.
“Rome,” I mutter as I feel my body being lifted, I snuggle deeper into the crook of his neck allowing my eyes to close.
“Not going to let you walk when you can barely keep your eyes open, not when there’s something I can do for the woman I love,” he admits.
“I love you too, Rome,” my eyes popping open, so he knows I mean it.
“Thank fuck, baby,” he responds. Rome only lets me down so he can toss the blankets out of the way. I strip out of my clothes ready to feel him skin to skin without the hindrance of clothes.
“Come sleep with me?” I ask him.
“Right behind you, scoot over baby,” his voice is raspy and if I weren’t so tired, I’d have my hands all over Rome.
He slides in beside me and I feel the warmth radiating from his body, lulling me to sleep.
27
Rome
Waking up with Summer on top of me seems like a dream. A dream that is nothing like the reality it is now, especially when she was away for three weeks.
My fingers thread through the curls that I love so much. Her in this natural state is the best feeling, her body is plastered to mine, and even though my brothers were begging to get up and surf this morning, I know I’m not going anywhere.
I reach for my phone, shooting them a quick text.
Me: I’m out for the day.
Ready to hear the response and the ribbing. I wait for it to come.
Mason: Figured, Mom said Sum was home.
Heath: We won’t come knocking when the bed is a rocking.
Tossing my phone back on the nightstand and curling into Summer, she lets out a moan of contentment.
“Rome,” she sinks into me, as if she can’t get close enough and boy do, I understand that statement.
Her leg hitches up on my hip and as much as I want to slide into her warm slick heat, I hold back. Barely.
“Yeah, baby?”
“I need you,” she murmurs. Fuck, I was trying to be a gentleman, let her sleep in. Maybe get up and make breakfast. But the way she was moaning my name and practically begging for me, I can’t deny her what we both want.
“Open those pretty eyes, show me what you want.”
She rolls over to her back, kicks the covers off, opens those eyes that reel me in, each and every time.
My eyes take in her whole body, the way she’s put her body on display for me. She’s perfect, from her smooth skin, to the dusky red nipples that are hard and begging me to taste them.
When her hand dips down between her spread legs, I let out a growl, and I’m on her in mere seconds.
28
Summer
We spent our weekend doing nothing, and it was the best ever. It’s Monday now, and my surprise is going into effect.
Rome was complaining the whole time he was getting ready for work. I loved and hated seeing him getting dressed. The way he wears a suit, like it’s his second skin. It’s something that had me licking my lips. I watched him unabashedly. His shirt is buttoned up, leaving one open at the base of his throat, a throat that I had my lips on all weekend. It’s white in color, highlighting his tan skin. The belt he paired with it, I watched how his hands effortlessly buckled it, all while thinking I can’t wait to undress him later today.
“I’m not ready to leave you yet, I should just take the week off,” he was grumbling. That spurred me into action.
“I have to get back to my place and run a few errands. It won’t be that long of a day, right?”
“I fucking guess.”
“It’s settled then, I’ll do what I need to get done. I’ll be home when you get here,” I cajole.
“Love that you call this your home, baby,” he breathed out while he dropped a kiss to my mouth. I wanted him to deepen it, yet I knew if he did, neither one of us would leave the house.
“See you tonight,” I told him.
We pulled apart and he said, “Yeah, you will.”
Now, it’s operation move time. I rushed to throw on a pair of jeans, shirt, sneakers, rushing to brush my hair and teeth before I need to head to my old place where everyone is meeting.
When I pull into my condo complex, I see Mason is here already with boxes and his pick-up truck.
“Hey, little sis,” he engulfs me in a hug. I like both Mason and Heath, but Mason and I just seem to mesh together better.
“Hi, brother bear. You ready to get started?” I ask him.
