Page 87 of Take This Heart
“Come here, let me test it,” he says.
“Don’t get your hopes up, buddy. The sass is still intact. And it seems I didnotfuck the cocky out of you.”
He pretends to pout, but we’re both still laughing too hard for that to stick. I let him pull me on top of him and burrow my face into his neck.
He squeezes my backside and whispers in my ear, “I love all your sass, Goldie Whitman. And I don’t think you can ever fuck the cocky out of me. It enjoys being inside you way too much.”
He rubs me against him to prove his point.
“See what I mean?”
“Cocky, not cock.”
“Same difference,” he says.
“I beg to differ.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
WARMER, WARMER, HOT
MILO
“Do we have to leave this bed?” I loop my arm around her waist and kiss her ass when she gets up.
She laughs and swats my chest. “You told them we’d be there in an hour and it takes at least twenty minutes to get there!”
“Fine.” I pretend to be exasperated, but she doesn’t buy it for a second. “I regret making plans today.”
“You didn’t foresee last night happening?” She grins, her hands winding through my hair.
I put my feet on the ground and pull her between my legs, looking up at her. “No. I wished, but no, I didn’t see it happening at all. Did you?”
“No.”
I kiss her stomach and then pause. “So you always have that going on underneath your clothes?” I tap my foreheadagainst her softly, as if I’m banging my head against the wall. “Had I known…”
“I didn’t say that.” She laughs. “Erin and Juju convinced me I needed to bring the lingerie, and I decided to wear it to feel pretty. I didnotthink you’d see it last night.” She tugs my hair until I’m looking up at her again.
“Your friends know about us…” My hands find her ass and I squeeze two handfuls.
All I want to do is touch her, kiss her, bury myself in her, and never come up for air.
“Well…they know a little bit. I was nervous. I thought we might still be mad at each other.”
“Yet you still agreed to come?”
She bites her lip and nods.
“Thank you,” I tell her.
She bends down and kisses me, but it’s not as long as I want.
“How would you feel about staying another night?” I ask.
Her lips quirk up. “Because you didn’t get enough of me?”
I snort. “Not even close.”
