what?”
Apparently, Luke’s desire to torture me hadn’t dimmed.
“Okay, I’ll move in with you. As long as you promise me orgasms on demand.”
“So, you want me to be your Orgasm Netflix?”
I nodded. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”
Luke rolled me over and propped himself up next to me. “Are you just using me for sex?”
I grinned. “Ummm, yes. I thought we were clear about that?”
“Right,” he replied, jumping off the bed. I wondered if he was mad until he grabbed me by my feet, pulled me to the edge of the bed and hoisted me over his shoulder.
“If you want orgasms, you’re going to have to shower regularly.”
I squealed as he slapped my ass and stalked into the bathroom.
Luke
I slumped on the sofa in Ashleigh’s flat.
“You’re bored.”
Ashleigh was right, but I wasn’t exactly trying to hide it.
“I said for you to go for a run while I do this.”
We were meant to be packing her flat up, readying for the movers coming tomorrow. But she had so much crap, it didn’t seem like we were making much progress. All morning she had been giving me reasons why living together wasn’t going to work out, and it was fucking me off.
“I know, but I want to be with you. It’s just, you know, this stuff is boring. I want to skip to the bit where we’re waking up naked on Sunday morning together.”
“Life is boring. We can’t spend all our time in bed. If I’m living with you, you’re going to be bored more and more often.”
I sighed. “You’re pissing me off now. It’s as if you’re looking for an argument, and I’m just not going to give you one. You’re not sabotaging this.”
“Me?” she yelled. “You’re the one that wanted us to move in together. It’s your fault.”
“Yeah, I guess I’m a terrible person. I just want us to be happy. Go ahead and shoot me.”
When Ashleigh didn’t reply, I turned. Her mouth was scrunched up. She was clearly thinking about how she was going to respond.
“I’m sorry,” she said in a small voice. She moved toward the sofa where I was sitting and stood in front of me. “I’m just nervous. I want everything to be perfect and all my shit is everywhere and there’s more than I thought and I don’t see how it’s all going to fit—”
“Ashleigh, take a breath, or you’re going to pass out and that’s really going to piss me off.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto my lap. “We’re going to have bumps along the way and nothing’s going to be perfect, but that’s okay as long as we’re both heading in the same direction. You’ve got to understand that our future is together, and nothing is going to change that.”
She pushed her bottom lip out like a toddler. “I love you, and I want to live with you. It’s just . . . it’s stressful.”
I pulled her close and snaked my arms around her waist. “I know it is. But there’s nothing to be nervous about. I’ve seen you hung over with panda eyes. I’ve seen you ugly cry. I’ve put up with your crazy when your hormonal hurricane hits. And I don’t love you in spite of all that—I love you because of all that stuff. We know each other, Ashleigh.”
She smoothed her hands over my chest and rested her cheek against my shirt. “This romantic, grown-up, protective side of you is, well, not new, but more concentrated than before. Does that make sense?”
She was right. I was a little different with her now. I’d always been protective of her, but now I’d kill for her. “I told you. You bring all that stuff, all that good, out in me.” I was a better man with her.
“Okay, they’re calm,” she said, gazing at me.
“Who are?”
“The leprechauns who’ve been running about in my stomach all morning. They’ve all had a dose of the Luke Daniels’ sedative.”
“Now you’ve got me worried. If you have leprechauns living inside you, then maybe it’s not such a good idea to be moving in together. Maybe you’re better off in a mental health
Apparently, Luke’s desire to torture me hadn’t dimmed.
“Okay, I’ll move in with you. As long as you promise me orgasms on demand.”
“So, you want me to be your Orgasm Netflix?”
I nodded. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”
Luke rolled me over and propped himself up next to me. “Are you just using me for sex?”
I grinned. “Ummm, yes. I thought we were clear about that?”
“Right,” he replied, jumping off the bed. I wondered if he was mad until he grabbed me by my feet, pulled me to the edge of the bed and hoisted me over his shoulder.
“If you want orgasms, you’re going to have to shower regularly.”
I squealed as he slapped my ass and stalked into the bathroom.
Luke
I slumped on the sofa in Ashleigh’s flat.
“You’re bored.”
Ashleigh was right, but I wasn’t exactly trying to hide it.
“I said for you to go for a run while I do this.”
We were meant to be packing her flat up, readying for the movers coming tomorrow. But she had so much crap, it didn’t seem like we were making much progress. All morning she had been giving me reasons why living together wasn’t going to work out, and it was fucking me off.
“I know, but I want to be with you. It’s just, you know, this stuff is boring. I want to skip to the bit where we’re waking up naked on Sunday morning together.”
“Life is boring. We can’t spend all our time in bed. If I’m living with you, you’re going to be bored more and more often.”
I sighed. “You’re pissing me off now. It’s as if you’re looking for an argument, and I’m just not going to give you one. You’re not sabotaging this.”
“Me?” she yelled. “You’re the one that wanted us to move in together. It’s your fault.”
“Yeah, I guess I’m a terrible person. I just want us to be happy. Go ahead and shoot me.”
When Ashleigh didn’t reply, I turned. Her mouth was scrunched up. She was clearly thinking about how she was going to respond.
“I’m sorry,” she said in a small voice. She moved toward the sofa where I was sitting and stood in front of me. “I’m just nervous. I want everything to be perfect and all my shit is everywhere and there’s more than I thought and I don’t see how it’s all going to fit—”
“Ashleigh, take a breath, or you’re going to pass out and that’s really going to piss me off.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto my lap. “We’re going to have bumps along the way and nothing’s going to be perfect, but that’s okay as long as we’re both heading in the same direction. You’ve got to understand that our future is together, and nothing is going to change that.”
She pushed her bottom lip out like a toddler. “I love you, and I want to live with you. It’s just . . . it’s stressful.”
I pulled her close and snaked my arms around her waist. “I know it is. But there’s nothing to be nervous about. I’ve seen you hung over with panda eyes. I’ve seen you ugly cry. I’ve put up with your crazy when your hormonal hurricane hits. And I don’t love you in spite of all that—I love you because of all that stuff. We know each other, Ashleigh.”
She smoothed her hands over my chest and rested her cheek against my shirt. “This romantic, grown-up, protective side of you is, well, not new, but more concentrated than before. Does that make sense?”
She was right. I was a little different with her now. I’d always been protective of her, but now I’d kill for her. “I told you. You bring all that stuff, all that good, out in me.” I was a better man with her.
“Okay, they’re calm,” she said, gazing at me.
“Who are?”
“The leprechauns who’ve been running about in my stomach all morning. They’ve all had a dose of the Luke Daniels’ sedative.”
“Now you’ve got me worried. If you have leprechauns living inside you, then maybe it’s not such a good idea to be moving in together. Maybe you’re better off in a mental health
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