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SORAYA
Nathan cleared his throat from the entrance to my bedroom. I was sitting at my desk, highlighting important parts in my physics textbook to help prepare for my upcoming midterm exam in a couple of weeks. I glanced up at him with a frown. He knew I didn’t like to be interrupted when I was studying.
His lips quirked at the corners with the beginnings of a smile. My heart fluttered. It always did when he smiled even thetiniestbit. Honestly, Nathan was too good-looking for his own good.
With dark, curly hair always a mess on his head and dark eyes that seemed to continuously suck me in, he was gorgeous enough. Add that to his olive-toned skin from his Hispanic heritage and all of his muscles—and God, those abs—the man was practically sex walking.
“You forgetting something, baby girl?” he asked me, stepping further into my bedroom.
I frowned, trying to remember. I glanced at my calendar and then gasped. Written in red on today’s date was my reminder about dinner with Nathan’s dad.
“Fuck,” I swore, slamming my textbook shut, my highlighter sandwiched between the pages to hold my place for me. I jumped up from my desk chair, spinning around to face him. “I’m so sorry. Give me ten minutes—”
Nathan grabbed my face in his hands and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead, holding his lips there until he felt me relax. He was so good at that. “Easy. I already called Dad and explained to him that you’d overstudied. He’s cool with it. Besides, knowing him, he still hasn’t even showered or started food after getting off from work. You’ve got time.”
With that, he gently turned me in the direction of my bathroom and lightly tapped my ass, making me jump and squeak. I looked at him over my shoulder as I walked toward my bathroom. He flashed me a cheeky grin and ran his eyes over me slowly. “I’d join, but then we’d never make it.”
I giggled and dashed into the bathroom because I knew he was right. With previous boyfriends, sex had always seemed like a chore to me.
But with Nathan?
I may as well be fucking insatiable. Ialwayswanted him, even when I was on my period.
And while that may be gross to some men and women, it wasn’t to us. Besides, orgasms helped reduce my period cramping. And Nathan was always willing to do anything to help me, especially if it involved sex.
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Rowan
My son’swords wouldn’t stop running through my head on repeat—hadn’t since he spoke them to me three days ago.
“Remember when we were drinking a few weeks ago, and we thought it’d be perfect if we found one woman that wanted us both? I think my girlfriend could be that for us,” Nathan said, looking at me from beneath the hood of the car he was working on.
I almost spewed my coffee everywhere. “What?” I demanded. Did my son suddenly lose his fucking mind? “Nate, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
Nathan snorted. “I don’t joke about my women, Dad. And I certainly don’t joke about Soraya.” He’d been dating Soraya for almost an entire year now, which waswaylonger than he’d ever held a relationship. A month tops. But Soraya? She was obviously different.
“But it’s Soraya,” I said, not really following since it didn’t make any kind of logical sense in my head. “Besides, I thought we were just bullshitting.”
Nathan and I were almost like brothers even though I was his dad. When he was growing up, I kept that father-son boundary between us, but when he went off to college, I went a little slack on that. We grew closer, talked to each other about things normally dads and sons wouldn’t share with each other.
And he’d then found out that I hadn’t had a serious relationship, much less dated a woman, since he had been born and his mother had left me with him. Sure, I went out some nights and spent a night with a woman, but that was it.
I hadn’t had time for anything more serious.
I devoted my extra time outside of raising Nathan to getting this garage up and off the ground. I wanted something for Nathan to have when I retired.
Nathan shot me the side-eye. “Dad, again, I don’t fucking joke around about my women. But I really think Soraya would be perfect for both of us. The woman is goddamn insatiable. She could easily handle both of us. And she’s always open to trying new things, and she has so much damn love in her heart that she can’t even give all of it away.”
I thrust my hand through my hair. “Nathan, I don’t want to come between you and Soraya.”
Nathan shook his head. “You wouldn’t, Dad. If I thought you might destroy what she and I have, I wouldn’t even bring this up to you. But she’ll be perfect. Just keep an open mind about it, yeah?”
I blew out a soft breath. I had to admit that the idea was tantalizing, even if it was a bit weird. “You sure about this?”
Nathan nodded. “Surer than anything,” he promised me.