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That’s when I see it. Nolan’s shirt.
It takes all of zero point eight seconds to realize that Nolan is still shirtless, and he realizes it almost the exact same time we do.
I see anger rise in Asher’s demeanor. Like he has therightto be upset.
Nolan look’s up at Asher, dries his hands off nonchalantly on the towel laying across the faucet before he leans down to pick up his shirt.
“What the fuck is going on here? Who the fuck are you?” Asher’s voice shakes as he takes a step closer toward me. I turn to face him but then Nolan steps in.
“I’m her boyfriend, is there a problem?” His tone is stern and understanding, but I look at him stunned.Boyfriend?
Something warm invades my belly and my heart feels like it skips several beats before picking up pace. God, this man is so hot. He has no idea what he’s doing to me.
“I’m her boyfriend, actually, and I think you need to leave,” Asher demands, stepping up a little closer to Nolan now.
Suddenly, my stomach starts to roll. Nausea taking over the butterflies that Nolan had just given me.
Boyfriend.
“That’s laughable,” Nolan says.
“How so?” Asher swallows hard as he realizes that this is a battle he won’t win. He knows it’s over between us. That it’sbeenover between us. That I have moved on.
The space in the kitchen feels like it’s getting smaller. Like a metaphorical hand is reaching out and squeezing us all together.
I nearly choke on my next breath when I hear what Nolan says next.
“Because you weren’t the one who just made her come so fucking hard she was seeing stars,” he says this as he casually throws his shirt over his head. “Now, if I remember correctly, she asked you to leave and your ride should be down there waiting for you now. So, why don’t you hit the exit before you make yourself look even more like an idiot than you already have.”
My mouth is on the floor. Did he really just stand up for me while practically telling him that he…
Yeah. Yes he did.
Asher looks like he’s fuming. But there’s no fighting it. He knew what this was when he came out here.A mistake. He knows I’ll never take him back. He knows this was a waste of time. And now he knows that I am in better hands. Spoken for. And happy.
“I’m sorry for hurting you, Dakota,” Asher says as he walks sadly to the front door, giving me all of the sad boy energy he can conjure. Like I’m going to feel sorry for him. But I don’t need or want his apology, feeling all the closure I needed in this very moment.
“Just leave.” I wave him away, hopefully forever.
And as the door closes behind him, I take a deep breath.
Nolan looks at me, something like shame lacing his dark honey eyes.
“I really hope that wasn’t disrespectful of me to say, DJ. It just kind of came out. I hated hearing him say that he thought you were his.” He rubs his neck sheepishly. I can tell he’s conflicted by what he’s confessing.
But I’m not.
I take no longer than a second to leap into Nolan’s arms, he catches me and pulls me into him like I’m the missing piece to his puzzle and then we kiss each other feverishly. Finding his tongue and moving it with mine.
Boyfriend.
Protective. Caring.Giving.
It scares me. But it feels right.
He feels right.
twenty-one
