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“Good. Now let’s clean me up so we can go eat with my parents.”
He groaned but followed me to the bathroom.
“I have no idea how I’m going to sit through dinner knowing you’re filled with my cum and wearing a butt plug,” he said as I fastened my pants and fixed my belt. He snatched up the white paper bag from the nightstand, a silent signal he was ready to go.
“You have no one but yourself to blame,” I teased as we walked out the door.
“You gonna ride bitch tonight?”
Damn, I forgot that my bike was down. This sucked so bad. I’d been trying to work on it but the thing was pretty much totaled, and the thought of getting a new one made me want to cry. She was my first. My baby. I wasn’t ready to give up on her, but it was going to take time to bring her back to life.
“We could take one of the SUVs,” I suggested. I didn’t mind riding behind Ev. Actually, though I’d never admit it, I loved it. But tonight I was just not in the mood to be on a bike and not be in control.
He studied me for a moment as he flipped his keys around his finger. Then, with a crooked, sexy-as-fuck smile, he handed them over.
Yeah, I could never let him go. And I was over the fucking moon thrilled that I didn’t have to. It was nice to have someone know me… maybe better than I knew myself. Or at least, knew the things I couldn’t say, couldn’t ask for.
“Let’s go before we’re super late,” he said, smacking me on the ass and smirking like he hadn’t forgotten that he’d put a plug in me. Then he ran for the stairs.
“You’re gonna pay for that later,” I promised, but it was all fun and games. He’d pay for it, sure, but I didn’t think that he’d mind just how I was gonna make him pay.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Evan
“Well, look who finally made it,” Sparrow said as she opened the door to Mouse and Ingram’s house.
My cheeks flamed hot, but Chry just shouldered past her to get inside.
She rolled her eyes and moved to let me inside.
The table was already set. Chris and Ingram were in the kitchen, while Mouse and Ky were standing in the archway between the kitchen and dining room as if they were guarding their loves. It was cute.
“Hey!” Ingram said the moment she saw us. She dropped everything to rush over to Chry, pulling him into a tight hug. When she broke away, she came for me, careful not to crush the almond and honey pastries that I brought this week. When dinner was here, I always brought Ingram pastries from this cute little bakery I found, while I got Chris a fresh loaf of sourdough when it was at his house. They alternated every two weeks. She cupped my cheek with one hand while doing the same to Chry with the other. “I’ve missed you two.”
I swallowed down the lump in my throat. How did I get so lucky? I’d always felt welcome at these dinners. Always felt like I was part of the family. I didn’t know what Chry said about me when I wasn’t around, so I didn’t have the first clue just how much they knew or what they thought was going on between the two of us. Before, Chry had never hidden the fact that we were… close. That said, there hadn’t been labels, there hadn’t been exclusivity. I could only imagine what they must have thought. It didn’t seem to matter, I guessed, since they always treated me like I belonged here whenever I came with Chry.
Would things change when they found out about Cat? Would they still see me the same or would they be happier that he was with Cat? Would they accept our relationship? I couldn’t think of a reason why they wouldn’t. Honestly, they were good people, and I wanted to believe that they wished nothing but the best for their son. But, I had to admit, it wasn’t a typical relationship, and some people might not understand how it worked so well for us.
I didn’t want to think about that tonight.
I wanted to enjoy dinner. The first one with us together since Chry had been… taken. Part of me wished Cat was here so she could be a part of this, but I hoped that would come in time.
I just had to remind myself that I couldn’t control other people’s reactions, I could only control how I handled the situation. Accepted or not, I would always be there for Chry and Cat. I would always be by their sides. Through thick and thin. Through good and bad. Through hard times and the best of them. They were my world, and I wouldn’t let anyone hurt them.
“Oh, these are the almond ones!” Ingram said as she peeked in the bag. “I think those are my favorite. Though… the cherry and cream ones are really good too.”
“I’ll bring those next time,” I promised her with a smile.
“You know you don’t have to,” she said with a look on her face that said she didn’t mind so much that I brought them.
“I know.”
“You’re a good one,” she told me with a soft smile.
I didn’t know what to say back, so I just gave her a nod.
“What’s for dinner?” Chry asked as he moved in to hug his dad.
