Page 908 of Deep Pockets


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I laughed. “Uh, yeah. Sure.”

“Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Mmm,” he said noncommittally as he leaned over to give me a kiss. He stopped halfway through the motion and rocked back into the bed. “Shit.”

“What?” I asked, concerned.

“Uh…nothing.”

“Nothing, huh?”

“I just…think I did something to my back last night.”

“You think, or you did?” I worried away at my bottom lip.

His eyes said it all. “I did, but it’ll be fine. Don’t worry.”

“Do you need help? Or, like, Tylenol?”

He cringed and then slowly eased into a sitting position. “I guess we were a little too vigorous last night.”

I grinned. “You could say that.”

“It was probably when I lifted you.”

“Oh, shit. Yeah,” I muttered. I hadn’t known the extent of his injuries then, or I wouldn’t have allowed that to happen in the first place. I swatted at his arm. “You need to take better care of yourself. Jesus. Let me get you something. What do you have?”

“There’s some Tylenol and a muscle relaxer over the toilet if you want to grab me some along with a glass of water.”

I hopped up and hurried to the kitchen to get him some water before entering the bathroom. I felt a little silly, digging around in his medicine cabinet, but he’d told me to after all. My eyes landed on the little row of prescription medicines. I took out a few Tylenol and then found the muscle relaxer as well.

“Find it?” Landon asked.

“Yep. It’s right here.”

I snapped the cabinet door and walked back into the bedroom.

“Here you go,” I said, handing him the pills and water.

“Thanks.” He tossed them back and downed the water. “I think I’m dehydrated, too.” He arched an eyebrow at me. “Did you have anything to do with that?”

I edged back into bed and grinned. “Nope. Not me.”

“Why don’t I believe you?” he asked, nuzzling into my neck.

“Because I was totally involved.”

Landon pulled me down on top of him and kissed me, slow and steady. Eventually, the medicine did its job, and the pain diminished. I liked to think that the kisses helped too.

By the time we’d eaten lunch and retreated back to the bedroom, I couldn’t believe the time. It was already well past time that I needed to go see Emery. I’d promised her a girls’ night. This thing with Landon was fresh, new, and shiny, and I wanted to succumb to it in every waking minute. Realistically though, that wasn’t going to be possible.

“Oh my God, I have to go home,” I told him, hopping out of bed and locating all my discarded clothes from last night. “I have a girls’ night tonight.”

“Don’t go,” Landon said. He eased back out of bed and wrapped his arms around my waist, drawing me in for another kiss. “Just stay one more night.”

“I can’t,” I barely managed. “I promised Em.”

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