Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
I know her signs and when she’s close. There are things you don’t forget about the person you love. I pull my hand out and reach to the drawer on my nightstand for a condom. It’s on in a flash and I’m between her legs, kissing her like it’s the last thing I’m ever going to do in my life.
At her core, I push in and pause, giving her body a second to adjust before sheathing myself fully in her. Being with her like this feels like everything is right in the world.
Slowly, my hips start to pump. She meets me, thrust for thrust. Our bodies tangle as the scent of sex fills my room. Lemon trails her fingers up and down by back, resting when they get to my ass and digging into my flesh.
“Harder,” she demands. I oblige and flip her over, pulling her hips until she’s on her knees. This time I don’t wait and slam into her. Lemon cries out and begs for more. I give her everything I can until she collapses onto my bed.
I pump slowly into her, kissing her back while she recovers. She urges me to move and flips onto her back, pulling me on top of her. I slide back into her, setting an easy pace.
“I love you,” she says in between thrusts.
“You’re my world, Lemon. I hope you know this.”
“I do,” she says as she hitches her legs over my hips. The angle is electrifying and a different sensation. I hold on until I can get her to come again, and then get my own release.
We lay there, side by side, panting and out of breath. I stare at the ceiling, grateful Ana decided to keep Goldie for the night.
I turn and look at Lemon. “Why didn’t you call me before you came over? What I mean is, Goldie lives here.”
“Yeah, it was my idea for Ana to take Goldie tonight.”
“Really?” I turn and rest on my elbow.
Lemon nods. “Ana and I are friendly, Wade. I really like her, and regret not giving you the benefit of the doubt all those years ago.”
I kiss her, hoping she knows everything has happened for a reason.
“No more though,” she tells me. “I’m right where I want to be. Where I should’ve been from day one.”
Lemon has no idea what those words do to me.
But I’m about to show her.
epilogue
Jed, Landon, and I maneuver Ana’s couch up the flight of steps, down the corridor and through the front door of her new apartment. If someone had asked me months ago if this was how I saw my life, I would’ve laughed in their face.
Last week, Lemon moved in with me. We know it’s quick, but we’ve wasted enough time apart in our lives. We want to be together and there isn’t any point waiting. With Lemon’s apartment being vacant, Ana took over the lease. It would’ve been easy for Lemon to keep the apartment furnished, but Ana wanted her things. Who could blame her.
After selling, repurposing, and storing all of Lemon’s belongings, the guys and I made the trek to Jacksonville to get Ana’s stuff. Thankfully, Franco kept his distance, which was for the best. Once Jed found out why we had to go, he wanted to confront Franco about what he did. I’m just thankful I didn’t have to bail him out of jail.
Goldie’s princess bed is next. It’s a white four post, heavy as hell bed. I remember when Ana showed it to me. I couldn’t fathom how she needed something so big when she could barely climb onto the mattress. Now that she’s a bit older, I get it. She’ll need a new bed at my house soon but will have this one at her mom’s until she graduates college. I never saw the investment until now.
I leave the guys in Goldie’s room to put the bed together and head back to the moving truck. I’m surprised to find Lemon, Ana, and Goldie coming toward me.
“Hey,” I say when they get near me. I kiss Lemon and Goldie and pretend to go for Ana, who throws her hands up.
“Gross, bucko.”
Thankfully, everyone laughs.
“What are you ladies doing here?”
“We went shopping,” Ana says, holding up two bags.
“And we have lunch,” Goldie says.
“Where?”
“It’s in the car,” Lemon says. “We stopped at Home Slice Pizzeria.”
“Yum. I’m starving. The guys are upstairs putting the princess bed together.”
Goldie claps her hands and her head tips back. “I’ve missed my bed.”
“Hey, what’s wrong with your bed at my house?”
“Nothing, Daddy, but my princess bed . . .” She takes off running for the stairs.
Ana rolls her eyes. “I’ll go with her and make sure she’s staying out of the way.”
I reach for Lemon’s hand and pull her to me until our lips press together. “Thank you.”
“For what?” She wraps her arms around my waist.