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I knew I was being a sloppy drunk, but I didn’t care.
“Can you ride on the back of my motorcycle?” He asked.
I focused on his face right in front of mine and raised my eyebrows. “There are only two rules to it, right?”
He smiled at me, and I smiled back, saying fuck it to the urge to hide it from him.
“What are the rules, D?” He asked, sliding his hands under my arms, and lifting me to my feet.
“Hmm.” I hummed as he took my work bag and wrapped his arm around my waist. “Sway with the lines on the road, not the bike.”
“D.” He growled, tightening his hold on my hips as I snorted.
“Lean with you not the bike.” I droned dramatically.
“Good girl.” He said and I leaned into him, desperate for another praise. “And rule number two?”
“Ride you like a bull.” I said before he even finished talking and he groaned, pulling us to a stop and backing me up against the side of my car. “Careful, baby.” He warned and leaned his hand against the roof before lowering himself down to look at me. “Try again.”
Desire burned through every single cell of my body, and I leaned forward against his wide chest, “Stay on for all eight seconds.” I purred, proud of myself for not forgetting my words as the medicine relaxed me even more.
“Fuck this.” He said and then his lips were on mine, strong and dominant and all Fox.
I moaned into his mouth, opening my lips instantly and letting him push his tongue in against mine. He kissed like a hurricane, and always had. He was never gentle or reserved when he kissed me like this, and I ached for more of him. Five years was too long to go without his touch. Any touch.
“More.” I begged, gripping his shirt in my hands. “I need more.”
“You need to sleep.” He growled against my lips. “Tell me rule number two to riding with me baby, and I’ll take you to bed.”
“Only if you promise to come to bed with me.” I mewed and in any other circumstance I would have literally kicked myself for sounding so pathetic, but I didn’t have it in me to fight what I wanted.
And I wanted Fox wrapped around me while I slept.
Just like the old days.
“D.”
I rolled my eyes until I saw my brain and then sighed. “Hold on tight. Like you’re a bull and I’m trying to stay on for the full eight seconds.” I whispered against his lips. “Now take me somewhere so I can sleep.” I leaned forward and kissed his perfect fucking lips and bit the bottom one before pulling away. “Or I’m sleeping in my car and never speaking to you again.”
He leaned up off me and pulled me towards his bike. “You’re sure you can stay on?” He glared at me.
“Eight seconds baby.” I smiled again and snorted at my own joke as he shook his head. But in the time that he’d been back in my life, I hadn’t seen a single flicker of the man from before the bad shit came between us. Yet standing here, next to him as he threw his leg over his bike and smiled back at me as I climbed on gently.
He was back.
MyFox was here, front and center. The one that no one else ever got to see; he was here.
And I didn’t realize how much I had missed him until right that very second.
Chapter 17 – Delilah
Present
Islidmyhandsunder the front of Fox’s shirt, regardless that it was seventy degrees out and I had no excuse to touch him like I was. I didn’t need one.
Because he was mine.
I laid hands flat on his stomach and reveled in the way his muscles twitched under them. I pressed my cheek against the warm leather of his cut and held on, letting my body flow with his as my eyes closed. The hum of the engine and the steady thumping of Fox’s heart against my ear through his back calmed me.
