Page 131 of Of Flesh & Bone

As they all drive away, I can't shake the feeling of uneasiness that creeps up my spine.It's the same feeling that I get when I feel like I am in a possibly threatening situation.This only ever happens when other people are around.Strangers.It's late and very dark.We live too far off of the main road for there to be any traffic here, and there is only one streetlight lighting the long driveway.It's so quiet and peaceful here, but right now, it just feels ominous and dark.

Turning to Adam to suggest that we go inside, I can tell right away that he feels it too.Something isn't right.He quickly schools his expression into one of need.Need for me.It was there though.I saw it.Vigilance and protective instinct.

"Come inside."Adam is holding his hand out for me.

Inside the house, we place the gifts in their rightful places.Even the sex swing is hung to my chagrin.

"We won't ever be able to show people our bedroom with that indecent thing hanging from the ceiling."

"We'll cover it when guests come over."

My eyes narrow without me having to tell them to."You don't think it'll be a little suspicious when we have something hanging from the ceiling covered in a sheet?"

Adam scratches his jaw with both hands."Honestly, Love....I don't give a shit.I don't want people in here anyway."

"Yeah, well this is me over here giving a shit."

My face is turned away from him and toward the eye sore suspended midair but, I hear his exasperated sign before he says, "We'll turn the room at the end of the hall into the 'indecent shit I want to keep' room and call it my office.No one is allowed in my office.We can move the swing tomorrow."

My mouth opens, ready to object, but Adam is walking out of the room as he exclaims, "That's the compromise."

Fortunately, Cotton, being the thoughtful guy that he is, brought everything we'll will need to care for Mulligan.He has a bed in the living room, one in our bedroom, and one for the back patio.He also has food and water bowls, chew toys, a leash, organic food, doggie snacks, and a variety of clothing items.Apparently, since he's sixty percent bald, he gets cold, so Cotton bought him multiple stylish t-shirts.One of these t-shirts says, 'where my bitches at', another says 'chasin tail', and my personal favorite says, 'I bite, and dad curb stomps, so don't touch my mom'.The t-shirts are a clear indicator that Cal also had a hand in the pet adoption or at least the shopping that occurred after said adoption.

It's finally time for bed and everything is hitting me all at once.We live together.Adam and I live together after only months of knowing one another.Am I crazy?Well, that's just a stupid question to be asking myself.Of course, I'm crazy but am I stupid?Hell...I don't know.Maybe.I do make these crazy, impulsive bonds.I was in love with Eli and Vaughn on day 1.I essentially started trusting Cal the first time we had a one-on-one conversation.This is clearly my MO and I'm just going to roll with it.

Adam walks up behind me, pressing his chest to my back."Where do you want to start?"He nuzzles his face into my hair, breathing me in.I'm not sure what he's asking, but I love when he's affectionate like this.There's something different about it when we're here in our home.

"Start what?"

"We have to consecrate each of the rooms in our new home.We're going to start tonight."He's still nuzzling his face into my hair, but now his hands are roaming everywhere.

"Consecrate."I say the word aloud to make sure I understand the meaning of it."We're going to make the rooms in the house sacred?"

His silent laughter rumbles through his chest and shakes me."Mmhmm."

"Okay.I'm tired and that sounds complicated.Are you sure it has to be tonight?"

He runs his hand around to my stomach underneath my shirt.He skims his fingers up beneath my bra and cups my breast."Yes, Love.We'll start tonight."

It's just now that I understand what consecrate means or at least Adam's definition of the word.Sex.We have sex in every room of our home and that makes the rooms sacred.Of course it does.There are a LOT of rooms in here.This house is huge.Where do I want to start?The sex swing is too obvious.Where have we not been able to have sex before since we had roommates?Living room?Well, we have done things in the living room with Eli sitting right across from us.The bathroom and bedroom are out for starting points.The kitchen.Wait, is that hot or just unsanitary?

"Love?"

"Yeah?"

"You have five seconds to pick a room, or I pick for us."

"Kitchen."He instantly stills, a growl escaping his lips.He squeezes me tighter and bites the juncture of my neck and shoulder before dipping down and slinging me over his shoulder.He quickly spanks me on the ass hard twice in quick succession.

I squeal."Adam!I didn't even do anything."

"Those weren't punishment spankings, love.Those were sexy swats."

I mull this over."Sexy swats."

"Sexy swats."He confirms.

His long legs reach the kitchen in no time.Sliding me down the front of his body, he's kissing every piece of skin and clothing that passes his mouth on the way down until he reaches my mouth."Mine."He speaks into my mouth with finality as though he's daring me to challenge the assertion.

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