You know that. Love you.”
“Love you, too, you damn sadist.”
Another chuckle. She heard Cris follow him out of the bedroom, the front door opening and closing. He’d drive himself up to Tampa to the airport there and leave his car in long-term parking. He’d be back in three days.
Then the front door opened and closed again. A moment later, Cris was climbing back into bed with her.
Instinctively, she snuggled against him, loving the way he draped an arm around her waist.
There was a time not that long ago when she never would have imagined this kind of closeness with Cris again. Not after what had happened.
Now…
Now she was glad Landry had brought him back into her life. And brought himself, as well. Two men were better than one.
Cris kissed the nape of her neck. “Go back to sleep, sweetheart. We don’t need to get up yet.”
That was an order she would happily follow.
* * * *
The next time Tilly opened her eyes, it was daylight outside. The clock read 7:48, a far more reasonable time for her to attempt to face the world.
Next to her, Cris still slept.
Landry would be in the air already and on his way to LA.
Carefully, she untangled herself from Cris and headed into the bathroom. From there, she made her way to the kitchen for coffee. The pot had already shut itself off, but it was still warm enough to drink.
Cris joined her a few minutes later, giving her a good morning kiss. Naked, of course. Which she loved. She wore a short robe against the slight morning chill. “So what are your plans today?” he asked.
“I’m supposed to meet up with Leah and Loren about that Christmas charity thing Leah’s roped us all into.”
“You love it and you know it.”
“Yeah.” She held her mug in both hands. “It’s fun.”
He leaned back against the counter after fixing his own mug of coffee. “You could always go back to work if you wanted to. Not that we need you to,” he quickly added. “I meant if you were bored or something. Or you could volunteer.”
True, she could. Except Landry was worth a hell of a lot of money, and she’d almost had her house paid off by the time he marched into her life with Cris in tow.
She didn’t need to work.
And that was a nice problem she enjoyed having.
“I know what you meant, Cris. I’m not that bored.” She walked over to him, pressing her body against his, and kissed him. “I could always come work with you two.”
He snorted. “Um, yeah. Nooo. I’d pull rank on you if you tried that.”
“Why not?”
“Seriously? The only reason I can work with him is because I’m his slave. You two would be butting heads immediately, and not in the fun way, either. Trust me on this one. Let me save all of us the aggravation. And since when are you a programmer?”
“Oh. True. There is that.”
Cris set his coffee mug down, then took hers from her and set it on the counter next to his. He pulled her into his arms and stared down at her with his sweet brown eyes.
“Just enjoy letting us have you as a kept woman, okay?” He reached up and tucked a stray strand of her reddish auburn hair behind her ear. “It’s what I always wished I could do for you back then, anyway. I hated that you had to work.”
“I wanted to work.”
“I know. And I love that about you.”
She poked him in the chest. “And thank god I had school and work, anyway. I would have lost my mind. Worse than I already had.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
This wasn’t the direction she wanted the conversation to take this morning. “So how was shower sex?”
He smirked. “One-sided, as usual. He revved me up for your benefit.”
“Oh, goodie. Lucky me.” She rose on her toes and kissed him, enjoying the way his cock stiffened against her.
Yes, having Cris back in her life definitely wasn’t a chore, even if there was still one way in which she hadn’t been able to bring herself to completely reconcile with him.
Draping her arms around his neck, she asked, “So
“Love you, too, you damn sadist.”
Another chuckle. She heard Cris follow him out of the bedroom, the front door opening and closing. He’d drive himself up to Tampa to the airport there and leave his car in long-term parking. He’d be back in three days.
Then the front door opened and closed again. A moment later, Cris was climbing back into bed with her.
Instinctively, she snuggled against him, loving the way he draped an arm around her waist.
There was a time not that long ago when she never would have imagined this kind of closeness with Cris again. Not after what had happened.
Now…
Now she was glad Landry had brought him back into her life. And brought himself, as well. Two men were better than one.
Cris kissed the nape of her neck. “Go back to sleep, sweetheart. We don’t need to get up yet.”
That was an order she would happily follow.
* * * *
The next time Tilly opened her eyes, it was daylight outside. The clock read 7:48, a far more reasonable time for her to attempt to face the world.
Next to her, Cris still slept.
Landry would be in the air already and on his way to LA.
Carefully, she untangled herself from Cris and headed into the bathroom. From there, she made her way to the kitchen for coffee. The pot had already shut itself off, but it was still warm enough to drink.
Cris joined her a few minutes later, giving her a good morning kiss. Naked, of course. Which she loved. She wore a short robe against the slight morning chill. “So what are your plans today?” he asked.
“I’m supposed to meet up with Leah and Loren about that Christmas charity thing Leah’s roped us all into.”
“You love it and you know it.”
“Yeah.” She held her mug in both hands. “It’s fun.”
He leaned back against the counter after fixing his own mug of coffee. “You could always go back to work if you wanted to. Not that we need you to,” he quickly added. “I meant if you were bored or something. Or you could volunteer.”
True, she could. Except Landry was worth a hell of a lot of money, and she’d almost had her house paid off by the time he marched into her life with Cris in tow.
She didn’t need to work.
And that was a nice problem she enjoyed having.
“I know what you meant, Cris. I’m not that bored.” She walked over to him, pressing her body against his, and kissed him. “I could always come work with you two.”
He snorted. “Um, yeah. Nooo. I’d pull rank on you if you tried that.”
“Why not?”
“Seriously? The only reason I can work with him is because I’m his slave. You two would be butting heads immediately, and not in the fun way, either. Trust me on this one. Let me save all of us the aggravation. And since when are you a programmer?”
“Oh. True. There is that.”
Cris set his coffee mug down, then took hers from her and set it on the counter next to his. He pulled her into his arms and stared down at her with his sweet brown eyes.
“Just enjoy letting us have you as a kept woman, okay?” He reached up and tucked a stray strand of her reddish auburn hair behind her ear. “It’s what I always wished I could do for you back then, anyway. I hated that you had to work.”
“I wanted to work.”
“I know. And I love that about you.”
She poked him in the chest. “And thank god I had school and work, anyway. I would have lost my mind. Worse than I already had.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
This wasn’t the direction she wanted the conversation to take this morning. “So how was shower sex?”
He smirked. “One-sided, as usual. He revved me up for your benefit.”
“Oh, goodie. Lucky me.” She rose on her toes and kissed him, enjoying the way his cock stiffened against her.
Yes, having Cris back in her life definitely wasn’t a chore, even if there was still one way in which she hadn’t been able to bring herself to completely reconcile with him.
Draping her arms around his neck, she asked, “So
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