Page 185 of Cross the Line
FINLEY
Blanca knows Jayden and Elijah are going to walk in any moment now. I’ll have to leave for work in under an hour, but with breakfast made and ready for them, we can eat together and just be with each other for at least a moment before I have to leave.
Summer has an obstetrics appointment this morning, and she’s trusting me to open the office and sort through the samples that arrived yesterday for one of her clients. I can’t let her down, especially when she’s being so understanding about me not being able to drive to the warehouses and pick said samples up on her behalf.
I have my first driving lesson—gifted to me by Jayden’s parents at Christmas—next week. The thought of it alone is enough to make me feel sick.
“Blanca, baby! Din-dins!” I call across the open-plan living area of Jayden’s apartment.
Our apartment.I have to correct myself because it feels surreal that this is my life.
This is my home. Where I live with my men.
This isourhome.
“Blanca!” I call again, only to receive a long whine back.
Except this time, the whine turns into an excited howl that’s cut through with the noisy scuttle of her nails on the stone floor of the entry hallway.
They’re home.
They’re here.
Taking a moment, I check my hair quickly on my phone and makesure my gloss is still on my lips and not on my teeth or around my mouth, where I’ve been rubbing my lips together so much in anticipation of seeing them.
“Fin?” Eli calls in the distance.
My pulse picks up instantly.
“Baby?” Jayden hollers after a bit while Eli tries to calm Blanca down.
She may only have three legs, but she can jump really high, and she’s strong enough to pin you to the door with one paw and her body weight.
“Angel?” Eli hoots with laughter as Blanca comes bounding into the room with him and Jayden right on her heels.
She runs straight around the kitchen island, jumping at me with a drooling mewl, telling me that they’re back.
As soon as Eli approaches, she pushes off me and rushes back to him. Meanwhile, JJ envelops me in the biggest hug from behind.
“Good morning, Baby,” he sighs, burying his face in my neck before he breathes me in deep.
All my words evade me at the sensation of his stubble on my heated skin.
Jayden’s sucking and licking at my neck, his hands gripping my sides as I squirm deeper into him.
“Fuck, yes,” he growls. “Yes, I’ve missed this so much.”
The second I tilt my face up to his, Jayden’s mouth is on mine. Hard and demanding. Each lick and swirl of his tongue with mine sends a shiver through me—from my head to my tiptoes—as I try to push my face higher up into his.
I’m lost for breath when he spins me to face him and then pins me to the refrigerator. Before I can fuss over the cut on his nose, his whole body is pressed to mine.
I wish I didn’t have to leave the apartment today, because all my senses arego, go, gofor him.
Big hands skim down the side of my body, gripping my ass tightly with a rough jolt that hooks my thigh over his hip.
“Fin…” The groan vibrates over my skin with the pull of his teeth on my lip. “Baby, I want to lay you out right here,” he tells me, lifting me up and taking me to the kitchen island.
With a quick glance over his shoulder at the oven clock, I say, “I have to be out that door in forty-five.”
