Page 58 of Inevitably Yours

Augusta couldn’t stop staringat the rock, yes rock, on her finger while she flipped the egg whites. “I can’t believe you’re engaged. I’m so happy for you.” January stopped nursing her tea and gave Gus a quick hug before grabbing plates.

“I know you are, and I am beyond happy, but you seem sad. Are you missing—”

“Don’t,” Jan interrupted before she popped a piece of gluten-free toast in her mouth and made a face. “Blech, how can you eat that crap? A body needs red meat and white flour to survive.”

“Stop it. A few meals here and there won’t kill you. Now, back t—”

Jan tossed her toast and grabbed a pack of toaster pastries from the pantry. “Seriously, don’t say that name.” Jan smelled the foiled package and sighed as she dropped them in the toaster.

After she propped her hip on the counter, she seemed ready to speak, yet didn’t. Gus had to wave the spatula at her to prompt her to finally talk about her fiancé, but she didn’t say much. “I’ve told you before, that subject is off-limits. The rest of my life is an open book to you, I just can’t…deal with that right now. Besides, now that the baby has been born and I’m still here, don’t be surprised if Thunder and Windsong show up to collect their daughter.” She air quoted the last word.

Gus decided once again not to push the subject. Jan was right, she had been honest to a fault about everything else.

“Oo, oo, oo, hot,” Jan breathed as she bit into the gooey brown rectangle. Gus returned her attention to her eggs. Her ring sparkled as she transferred them to plates. She couldn’t wait to tell her BFF that she was soon to be her sister, but she wanted some more time with just her and John first. She wanted to serve him breakfast in bed and maybe get an encore of last night.

Remembering all the things they shared put a goofy smile on her face, she was sure of it, especially when Jan commented on it.

“Ew, stop thinking about dick and turn off the burner, the pan’s starting to smoke.” Gus shook herself out of it and moved the egg pan to the sink. “Going for a run, wipe that silly look off your face and don’t forget the bacon.” Jan grabbed her phone from the counter and dropped a kiss on Gus’ cheek. When she didn’t move away, just stayed there with her lips on her cheek, Gus shoved her with a hand to the face. After she snapped a pic, Jan yelled “sister selfie.” Then she popped her earbuds in and headed out the door.

As Gus was putting the finishing touches on the plates, she heard…Foreigner? She turned and searched for the source, and found her phone was lit up. It took her minute to put it all together. John must’ve changed her ringtone. Instead of answering, she swayed along with “Girl Like You.” She missed it a little when it stopped, but it immediately started again.

“Not mushy, my butt.” Gus danced around with her fists clenched.

“I take it you approve?”

“Uhhh,” she startled, “you almost gave me a heart attack.” When she turned to look at John, she wanted to forget about breakfast and just stay in bed, preferably on her hands and knees until she fell over from exhaustion.

He was unbearably sexy with his ankles crossed leaning against the door frame. His folded arms blocked some of the view of his incredible pecks. She blushed when she recalled feasting on his nipples so hard last night, they boasted marks in the light of day.

It was his unbuttoned jeans that made her fan herself. There was just something super sexy about a man with his jeans barely slung onto his hips, like they could yield to gravity at any moment. And his feet, good Lord those feet. She would be the first to admit that, as a rule, feet were completely unsexy, but not John’s.

“You need to stop looking at me like that, Augusta, it’s taking every ounce of restraint I possess not to fuck you up against the cool stainless of the refrigerator.”

“What’s stopping you? Jan left and cold bacon is just as tasty.” He straightened, and she walked into his arms.

“What’s stopping me,” he started while he walked her into the island and sat her there, “is you, my little insatiable temptress, blew through the stash of condoms.” John nipped her chin. “And until you are ready to go on the pill or have another baby, we kind of need them.”

Gus grabbed his cheeks and kissed him sweetly. Then she stared into his eyes. He was a good man. A very good man. His beautiful cock had risen though the opening of his jeans as she stared at him. Gus had a need he could fill involving said cock and her mouth. She was wiggling down from the counter when her phone went off again.

John looked at it and patted her hip. “You should get that.” He turned and snagged a piece of bacon. “And for the record, I’m not mushy. I was bored…and who doesn’t like Foreigner?” He bit the bacon forcefully and smiled as he chewed.

Gus just rolled her eyes and answered the phone without even checking who was calling. She barely got the “H” out when an angry Stacy yelled, “How dare you not tell me you got engaged. Am I not your best friend and sister of the fiancé? I should’ve gotten a call the second that diamond settled on your finger, instead I find out on Facebook. Fucking Facebook. What do you have to say for yourself, tramp?”

“Facebook? Who put it on Facebook?” She looked to John who shook his head.

“Don’t look at me, I don’t even have an account.” Then he yelled so his sister could hear through the phone, “Stop giving her a hard time, sis, you knew before she did.” He took his plate to the table, leaving her to deal with hurricane Stacy.

“You knew? Then why are giving me grief over it?”

“Duh, BFF, remember? Well, I thought anyway, I must—”

“Stop being a drama queen, I was going to call you, but I was waiting until later. I know what a bear you can be when woken up. What are you doing up and on Facebook, no less, at this hour?”

“Waiting on my ex-BFF to call and tell me she got engaged. I waited up last night and no call, so I got up early so I could be the first to hear. Anyway, nice rock, tell my brother he did good, and you look happy.”

“How the heck do you know that?”

“Picture.”

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