“Same. That night just sped up our timeline.” Her smile and relief is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”
She traces my lip with her finger. “I didn’t until I met you.”
I’m so stunned and honored that this crazy connection isn’t one-sided that I only muster a one-word response.
“Really?”
“I’ve been stuck on you since you called me Esme.”
I laugh hard because that feels like an eternity ago. “And I thought I’d fucked any chance we had. But you kept telling me how attractive I was when I drove you home.”
“Being tipsy makes me honest,” she admits. “I had so many sex dreams about you after that night.”
I pull her close until her head is resting on my chest and kiss the top of her head. “And now I’m all yours.”
Imala
I tried to let him sleep. I took an extra-long shower, washed my hair, and picked out work outfits for the rest of the week but I couldn’t take it any longer. He grunts when I land on him and his beautiful eyes pop open. Wyn smiles up at me then I sit up like I didn’t just jump him.
“I’m glad you’re awake.” His deep chuckle is sexy but this isn’t about sex, yet. I toss him pajama pants. “Put these on, let's go.”
His blue-green eyes watch my tits like they’re naked as I jump excitedly.
“Let me piss first,” he says on the way to the bathroom.
I try not to roll my eyes when he peeks out with the toothbrush in his mouth.
“Hurry up,” I whine but he’s looking at my exposed legs.
I look down at my mid-thigh jean shorts and tank. I am not drowning in my clothes today and I guess he noticed.
Wyn emerges from the bathroom in his pajama pants and I jump on his back and point towards the door.
“Onward to the outside my steed.”
“I see someone has been nerding out again,” he laughs, slips on his flip flops and moves out the door.
Wyn navigates the hallways and we pass Berke. I swear he doesn’t have shirts.
“Do I want to know?” He jokes as he looks at me on Wyn’s back.
As we pass I grab his forearm and pull him along. “You’re coming, too.”
“We talked about this, Bug,” he jokes with a wink.
I roll my eyes but my smile is still stuck in place. “Follow us you big asshole.”
Wyn leads us outside and I almost squeal when I see the Ludus Blue McLaren 720S Spider I bought him waiting for us outside.
Wyn’s “Nice” is emphasized by Berke’s low whistle.
“Look! I got you a car!” I announce like they don’t see it.
“Wow. That’s amazing. You didn’t have to do that!” His mouth says as he puts me down to go fondle his new friend. “You weren’t kidding about that sugar mama thing.”
“Aren’t you supposed to start small? With, I don’t know… a short set?” Berke jokes and I push him.