“Yeah, I hear you. But it’s not that simple. So long as I’m living with her, I’m going to be held responsible until she starts blaming me for bills going unpaid because I’m being selfish with my money. I’m responsible there, just like you're responsible here.”
“That’s different.”
“How the hell is that any different?”
I turned around to look at him, but he didn’t have any answer for me.
“Things will change, Rae. All relationships do over time. But change isn’t always a bad thing. I mean, look at me. I’ve changed.”
Yeah, I figured you didn’t have an answer. “You have, yeah.”
“And has it been a good change? Huh?”
He cupped my cheek and a soft smile crossed my face.
“It has been a good change, Clint. I’m so proud of you.”
“I mean, I used to pick on you relentlessly.”
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t remind me.”
He grinned. “Calling you names. Sticking my fingers in your food. Calling you out in the middle of the cafeteria.”
“You’re about to make a quip about se--?”
“And now, I can’t get you out from underneath me. Who’da thunk it, huh?”
My head fell forward as laughter rolled from my lips. Genuine, unadulterated belly laughter.
“You’re so insane, Clint.”
He gripped my chin, lifting my eyes. “And you’re a marvel, Rae. You’ve changed my life for the better. I went from your bully to your partner. I get to hold you in my arms. Be your confidant. I’ve got friends in Allison and Michael now because of you.”
His lips pressed softly against mine and I sank against his naked body.
“Everything will work out, Rae. I promise. And I’ll be next to you the entire time.”
Oh, thank fuck. “Promise?”
And as his hands meandered along my naked skin, more water sloshed over the edge.
“Promise promise, Rae.”
6
Clinton
Holy fuck, it’d been a long time since she kissed me that way. With her tongue softly falling into my mouth as my lips parted. My hands slid along her back, running warm water along her skin as bubbles popped around us. She moaned, and oh, how I growled. I missed her mo
ans. I missed her body. I missed everything about her. I gripped her hips, pulling her into my lap, and she straddled me as more water trickled over the edge.
Making her giggle against my lips.
“We’re going to make a mess, Clint.”
I fisted her hair. “God, I fucking hope so.”
I kissed her so furiously our teeth clattered together. Her arms draped around me, grinding against my quickly-rising cock. Weeks. It had been weeks since I’d filled her. Fucked her. Made love to her. And as her bars finally came back down, I felt her letting in me again. Baring her heart and soul for me again. Even if she couldn’t make sense of it. Her hands ran down my chest and I felt my skin puckering at her touch. She sucked on my lower lip, causing my cock to jump as it fell between her pussy folds.