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I pushed up on my tiptoes, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, and kissed him. I normally let him and Reid take the lead when it came to this stuff, but I couldn’t resist. His words of encouragement touched me. I had never had anyone besides Jill push me to do things for myself, and it felt good to have two more people rooting for me.

I pushed my breasts into him as his hand traveled lower to grab my bottom. Pulling me into his growing erection. He broke away from me and murmured against my lips. “If you don’t stop soon, I am going to take you to my office and bend you over my desk.”

I gave him a mischievous grin as I licked his bottom lip, earning me a growl.

He walked me to my car, keeping his hand firmly in mine. He stopped and turned to me, brushing my hair back he leaned down for another small kiss. “I wish I could come home with you, sweetheart, but I have to stay and take care of things tonight. I will be counting the hours until I can crawl into bed next to you.”

“I can’t wait,” I murmured softly.

He opened my door for me and waited until I started the vehicle before going back inside. Waving goodbye, I pulled away from the curb and headed home.

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Placing the finished manuscript on my coffee table, I sat back on my couch with a smile. I absolutely loved Emily’s book. It was funny at times, had just the right amount of drama, and the spice scenes had me blushing at some points.

Leaning back, I put my hands above my head and stretched. I grimaced at the time. It was already past six in the evening. I had come straight home from Heath’s bar, and after changing into my sweats and tank top, I had settled on the couch and started reading. That was after I saw the massive bed dominating my bedroom with a note in the center.

It was from Reid, of course, saying he couldn’t wait to see me spread out on the bed for him to devour later.

I decided I had read enough for the day and I would start on the other script tomorrow morning. My stomach decided it was time to remind me that I hadn’t eaten since noon when it rumbled loudly. After getting up from the couch, I headed toward the fridge to see what I could make. Deciding on shrimp fried rice, I grabbed everything I needed and deposited the ingredients beside the stove.

As I got my pans out and started the rice, I thought it was too quiet in here for my liking. I had restless energy about me I needed to release. One of the main reasons I had decided to rent this apartment was because of the surround sound speakers that were hardwired throughout the walls. They ran off Bluetooth, so I got my phone out and pulled up my favorite station on my music app.

Turning my volume up almost full blast, I danced around the kitchen as I cooked my meal. Some of my favorite memories were of Lindsey and me dancing together in the kitchen. If I closed my eyes hard enough, I could still see her sweet little face looking up at me as we swayed to our music.

I was swaying my hips and bouncing up and down, rocking my hips like the artist was saying he liked, while I added my eggs into the pan and scrambled them. If I had any windows in my kitchen, I was sure any neighbors would be getting a free show. I didn’t have a bra under my tank top so my breasts were in full swing with the music.

The song changed and I was about to pop lock and drop it when hands came around my waist. I screamed and swung my spatula over my head to strike my attacker and was rewarded with a startled huff as the hands disappeared from my hips.

I turned around poised to strike again when I came face to face with Reid. He was holding his forehead “Remind me to never sneak up on you again,” he said with a chuckle.

I grabbed my phone and turned the volume down. Putting my weapon down, I went to him and held his face. “Oh my God, I am so sorry. I didn’t think anyone would be sneaking up on me like that. Are you okay?” I asked.

He stuck his bottom lip out in an adorable pout. “I don’t know, I might bruise.” He moved his hand to show me his forehead.

I inspected the red spot, pulling his head toward me to get a better look. “I think you’ll survive, do you want me to kiss it to make it feel better?” I asked with a grin.

Still sticking that lip out, he nodded. Laughing now, I pulled him toward me and kissed his red forehead. I started to pull away but he caught my hips, dragging me into a kiss. He licked my bottom lip, asking silently for me to open for him. I obliged and our tongues danced. He pulled away first. “Hey, bunny, I missed you today.”

Wrapping my arms around his shoulders I leaned in. “Me too, I got some exciting news at work today.” I turned around and finished the fried rice while I told him about my day. He leaned against the counter, listening intently to me.

After doling up our food into two bowls, I handed him his with a kiss. “That is exciting, Kate. Meeting Emily sounds like an awesome opportunity for you,” he said encouragingly. “Thank you for cooking.” He gestured to his food. “It smells amazing.”

We took our food to the living room and cuddled up on the couch. I asked how his day was, and he told me all about it, saying it wasn’t too busy with only three page-outs. I wasn’t an EMT, but I decided that having a slow day was probably a good thing.

We finished our food and Reid took our empty bowls to the kitchen. I heard him doing the dishes soon after. I tried to help him, but he shooed me back to the living room, saying I cooked so he would clean. That was unexpected as I did all the housework when I was married. I had to say, I loved being taken care of for once.

Reid joined me back on the couch, wearing sweats he had pulled from the duffle bag I saw he had brought with him. We cuddled up under one of my huge soft blankets and flipped the TV on. Deciding on a movie to watch, we relaxed back and enjoyed each other’s company. Reid was sitting with his feet propped up in front of him on the coffee table, and I curled up to his side.

It wasn’t too long and we forgot about the movie, preferring to enjoy each other instead. I couldn’t help wondering how long this new can’t-keep-your-hands-to-yourself phase would last. I hoped it never stopped because I never felt sexier than I did while one of them was kissing me.

Reid had me on my back with himself wedged between my legs. We had been making out like a couple of teenagers for half the movie. Before I knew it, the credits were rolling and Reid was turning off the TV. After picking me up from the couch, he carried me to my bedroom.

I giggled as he threw me on the bed and climbed back on top of me. Running his hands up my stomach, he grabbed both my breasts and brought them to his face. “I love these tits. They are so soft and fit just right in my hands.”

“You don’t think they are too saggy?” I asked, that old insecurity rearing her ugly head.

Reid looked at me like I kicked his dog, and I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped. “Don’t talk about my friends that way, they’re perfect. Just like you.” He finished by pulling my tank top down and kissing my tightly pebbled nipples. I leaned back with a short moan, letting him have his way with me.


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