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I grip her shorts and panties at the waist and pull them down to her knees. Then I grab her ass with both hands and bury my face in the crease of her legs. I run my tongue down her tender slit and scoop up the taste of her sweetness. I lean back and close my eyes as I swallow, feeling better already.

“Bear, don’t tease me,” she begs, and I look up to see her flushed cheeks, her hair hanging around her face.

“Goddamn, you are the most beautiful woman in the world,” I say. I scan down to look at her pussy. “Fucking beautiful.”

Leaning back in, I run my tongue back and forth over her clit. She rocks her hips forward as I kiss her, getting her closer to the edge. Her body is already familiar with my touch and wants relief. My hands slide up and down her thighs as her desire spreads between them, and I lick it up. She’s slick with need and cries out my name. Soon her body tenses and she goes over the edge.

I clean her up with my mouth while she grabs my shoulders to try and steady herself. When I think she might fall, I stand up and scoop her up in my arms.

“I didn’t think I could still be tired after sleeping all day,” she says, her heavy eyes starting to close.

“Better wake up. I’m taking you out to dinner,” I say, kissing her on the lips. I can’t stop putting my mouth on her.

“You are? Where are we going?” she asks, suddenly wide awake.

“Anywhere you want. But there are about a hundred cameramen downstairs I want to introduce you to so that I can show off the woman I love.”

“Bear—”

“Shh. Don’t say anything back. Not yet. Just know that if you want to be with me, then I want you to see everything that comes along with me. And I want you to know how I feel.” She bites her lip and nods. “You’re it for me, but I know what my life can be like. I want you to be a part of it, but I can’t keep you locked away up here.”

“I want to be a part of your life, too.”

“Then let’s go introduce you to the world.”

Chapter Thirteen

Pepper

I throw all the pillows off Bear’s bed and search for my cell phone. I’m terrible with it. I never had one before I moved to the city and I still haven’t gotten great about keeping it close. But I know Bear wants me to have it with me when he’s not home.

I crawl off the bed and bend down to pick up the pillows but pause when I see a box under the bed. I get on my hands and knees and I see my cell phone lying next to it. I grab my cell and pull out the box. Bear did tell me I had free rein over his home, so does that include opening boxes found under the bed?

I spent the last few days here coming up with decorating ideas. Bear was no help. Anytime I asked him if he liked something he’d ask if I liked it and then agree with whatever I said. It was both adorable and annoying at the same time.

I decide to text Tasha.

Me: If you found a random box at your boyfriend’s house, would you open it?

Her response is instant.

Tasha: Hell yeah, I would.

I laugh. I have a feeling that maybe it has to do with an ex-girlfriend or something. He’s never talked about his dating past. I haven’t asked, though, knowing I wouldn’t like to hear about him with another woman. I like to think of him as only mine, but maybe he once belonged to someone else? I don’t like how that thought makes me feel.

But he told you he loves you, my mind reminds me, and I blush. I’ve wanted to say it back, but there just hasn’t been the right moment. We’re either talking nonstop, or kissing nonstop, and I want it to be special. For the both of us. It’s my first time saying it to him, and I don’t want to mess it up. I’ve heard him whisper it to me when we’ve made love or when he thinks I’m asleep. I’m going to tell him, but I’m going to do it when it’s perfect.

Knowing how much he loves me is what gives me the courage to open the box. I take a deep breath and open the lid. My eyes water when I see what’s inside. It’s the baby blanket I made. I forgot about it after that day, and I can’t believe he kept it and put it away. My hand goes to my stomach, and I think about being pregnant. We’ve never talked about kids, but we’ve also never talked about prevention either. For all I know I could be carrying a baby right now.



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