I take the pearl necklace off with a wet washcloth, smiling when Theo stops behind me, flips my hair over one shoulder, and presses hot, open-mouthed kisses to my neck and shoulder.
“You’ll be my biggest weakness,omorfiá.”
I drop the washcloth in the sink and knot my hands around his neck. “Good, you’ve been mine for a while now.”
TWENTY-ONE
Theo
ALONE. We’re finally alone after sitting through a three-hour-long meal with my brothers, who just couldn’t refrain from telling Thalia all the embarrassing stories about her boyfriend—namely me.
Yeah, it’s official.
I’m a boyfriend, and my girlfriend? That woman is wild. Passionate. Determined. She takes no prisoners and speaks her mind. I’m almost ashamed thatshehad to be the one to act on the burning lust that consumed us both since I approached her atTortugoall those weeks ago. Almost. I’m mostly just fucking grateful that the hardest part, the first step, is over.
After the mind-blowing blowjob, I took her downstairs and sat us on the oversized couch in Nico’s living room. I couldn’t deny myself holding Thalia close, so I sat her on my lap.
Shawn and Jack grinned like idiots, Nico treated me with a rare half-smile, and Logan boomedfucking finallywhen I wrapped my arms around Thalia’s middle, making my new, in-a-relationshipstatus known. There was no hiding it. No playing it down... not that I wanted to play it down.
She’s mine. She was mine the moment I saw her. I just needed a tiny push to act, and she pushed—refusing to stay in the weird, too intimate friendzone.
If not her, it would’ve been me.
I already decided last night that I want her for myself. She just beat me to the stage.
Ares greets us at the doorway, jumping and barking. The condo is in a state of absolute chaos. I guess he doesn’t like spending the night alone. He demonstrated his disapproval by chewing my shoes and the corner of the rug under the coffee table. He peed on it too.
Whatever.
I’ve got more important things on my mind than cleaning up the mess.
“We should take him out for a walk,” Thalia says, bending to scratch his ears and putting a dent in my plans.
“We should get you naked,” I counter, hauling her into my arms to capture her lips with mine.
Now that I can, I’ll probably be kissing her every goddamn minute of the day. I’ve been thinking about pushing inside her for three hours straight, and I’m about ready to explode.
Thalia inches away. “Patience, baby. You take him for a walk, I’ll clean this mess, and then we’ll get naked andstaynaked until the morning.” She pecks my cheek, rushing away before I can grab her and try to change her mind.
“Fine,” I huff, snatching the leash off the hook by the door. “Half an hour, not a minute longer.”
She gives me a wiggly wave when I clasp the leash to Ares’s collar and take him out for a very,veryquick run at the nearby park. He sprints after a ball, running so fast he trips over his paws a few times. He’s not a gracious dog, and it’s Thalia’s fault. They spend too much time together. Ares is growing to be as clumsy as his mummy.
She walks into doorframes, bumps her head against open kitchen cabinets and drops things all the fucking time. There’s always at least one band-aid on her, usually on her fingers that she accidentally cuts with a knife while cooking.
There’s no denying that Ares is ours, not just mine. Thalia loves that dog, and he loves her back. It’d be sweet if he loved me more, but I’m shit out of luck. Thalia’s his favorite.
I keep throwing the ball for twenty minutes, then put Ares back on the leash and head home, my step bouncier than usually. Thalia’s in the kitchen, and the condo is spotless. She rests against the countertop, a cup of coffee in hand.
“Why aren’t you naked?” I ask, crossing the room and yanking my t-shirt over my head. She laughs when I grasp the edge of the counter, admiring her rosy cheeks. “Kiss me and strip.”
She takes a sip, savoring the brown, bitter liquid, making a show of moaning in delight. “Do you want a coffee?”
“No, I don’t want a fucking coffee.” I dip my head to kiss her neck. “I want you naked, shaking and screaming my name loud enough for the whole street to know what it is.” I set the cup aside, and fucking devour her.
My tongue sweeps the inseam of her mouth. With a short sigh, she lets me in deeper, bringing her hands to my jaw so she can steer my face. I grab onto her round ass, lifting Thalia into my arms. Her warm, wet pussy presses against my abdomen when she flings her legs around my waist, clinging to me.
“I waited patiently,” she whispers, tracing the muscles on my back. “I waited for you, Theo. So many nights dreaming of your touch.”