Page 69 of Eternally Yours
Her head is downcast, looking at the table as she twiddles with her dress. She looks sad, uncertain of what to do.I don’t want us to fight, not tonight of all nights. I need to fix this.
“Okay, Em, let’s make a deal. You are allowed over whenever you want,BUTyou have to text or call fifteen minutes in advance. That at least gives us time to finish our act quickly and dress. Is that good with you?” I look over at Emma, waiting for her response.
“Yeah, that’s fair. Anyway, I’ve heard you two going at it enough times. I really don’t need to see it too,” she informs us all with a wink.
Cecilia lifts her head and places her hand on my thigh. “Thank you,” she says in a tiny voice, the corner of her lips lifting slightly.
I lean in and kiss her forehead, whispering against her warm skin, “I’d do anything for you, Minnie.”
We get back to eating, and conversation flows easily through the rest of dinner. We’re just finishing up dessert when Cecilia speaks up, “So, Ford, are you heading home tomorrow?”
“Yeah, I’m catching a red-eye tonight. I was supposed to head up earlier today, but I never miss Christmas dinner here.” He offers her an appreciative smile for engaging with him. Except for the earlier congratulations, they haven’t had any real exchange.
“How about you? Do you plan on going back to visit sometime since your friends are all back there?”
“No, I don’t think so. I mean, I don’t have any more ties there, and I wasn’t really close to anyone enough to want to go back and visit them.” She turns my way, a glimmer in her eyes. “I’m happy here.”
My hand goes to her bare thigh, slipping inside the material, fingers traveling higher up, closer to my personal wonderland. Her eyes hood, desire burning through them. A beautiful blush crawls up her neck to her cheeks as her body begins to overheat with need.
“Is this awkward for you guys?”
We both turn to the voice, breaking out of our little bubble. Gabe is leaned in toward Grey, but his eyes are on us. I wait for him to elaborate on his question, the three of us looking at one another, confused.
“You know, since he slept with your girl.” He nods his head at Greyson as he speaks to me.Jesus, this fucking guy.
They say goalies are a different breed, I’m pretty sure this isn’t what they mean, but he definitely is. Always looking to stir up shit in his playful little ways.
“Seriously, dude!?” Grey says while his body tenses with rage.
“It’s fine, Ford,” I say to Greyson as I turn to our famous goalie. “Honestly, no, it’s not. Whatever happened on Halloween has long since been settled, and we’ve all moved on. He’s my best friend, and she’s my girlfriend. End of story. But you constantly bringing it up is what bothers me. So, drop it.”
I love this guy, but when he starts this crap, it irritates me. Certainly when it concerns my girl.
“All right, I’m sorry,” he says, hands raised in surrender. “I didn’t mean anything by it, it was a genuine question. You guys are my buds, I just want to make sure we’re all getting along.”
“Yeah, we’re all good, Ellis.”
“Aw, good! The squad’s all back together,” he says with a wide grin before turning his attention to Emma with a naughty wink. “So beautiful, Emma, what are your plans for the night? Noah and I have one hell of a Christmas gift with your name all over it that we’d really like to give you.”
And just that fast, he jumps onto another subject as if he wasn’t fishing for trouble seconds ago. I throw my head back and bellow with laughter at how direct his words are, everyone else joining in without delay.
A few hours later, we get back to the penthouse and Cecilia informs me she’s ready to give me my Christmas gift.Oh, I like where this is going.She takes my hand and brings me to the couch, sitting me down in the middle.
Thinking we’re about to get it on, I begin unbuttoning my pants and pull down the zipper, but Minnie grabs my hands quickly before I have time to pull them down.
“What are you doing?”
“Um, taking off my pants.” I look down at them.I thought that was pretty obvious.
“Oh, honey. You thought sex was your gift? You’re adorable.” She grabs my face and gives me a fierce kiss. “But no, it’s not. Put your pants back on and don’t move from there, I’ll be right back.”
She rushes off to the entrance door that leads to the hallway for the main elevator seconds before I hear her mumble“Thank you”and“Have fun.”I’m not sure who she’s talking to, and I get the urge to get up and look. But she told me to sit, so I stay.
The whole exchange takes less than thirty seconds, then she’s walking back my way with a medium-sized box in her hands and a neat bow on the top. She sets it down at my feet carefully and sits back on her knees beside it.
When I lean forward to inspect the box, a small whine can be heard from inside.My hands stall over the lid, heart rate picking up.No... it can’t, I must have heard wrong.
Cecilia places her hand on my knee, rubbing in a soothing way. “It’s okay, honey. Open it.”
