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“No,” he admitted.
“Are you ready to talk about it?” He and I slid under the covers.
“What’s there to talk about?”
“Babe …”
“You know as much as I do. We can talk to Jimmy and Jane tomorrow at dinner.”
Since we’d missed Sunday dinner, we’d rescheduled for Monday. Little did they know that it would probably be an interrogation, but I thought it was safe to say that everyone needed to know the answers. Easton deserved to know what his parents knew about his best friend. And, of course, Avery needed to know it all.
“I want to know what you’re feeling,” I explained, placing my head on his bare chest.
Avery thought for a moment and then finally answered, “Lost.”
I lifted my head and placed my chin on his chest, looking up into his blue eyes. “You have me.”
He smiled tightly. “I know, and I love you. That will never change.”
“I love you too.” He kissed the top of my head. “I just want you to know you can talk to me.”
“I know. I’m just confused. I never knew my parents were living some secret life.”
“Yeah, it’s crazy.” We were quiet for a moment. I thought about work and what—if anything—I would tell them. I knew I would need to take at least another week off soon. Then a thought occurred to me. I raised up onto my elbow. “Are you still feeling sick?”
Avery blinked. “What?”
“Before we left for California you thought you might be sick or something.”
“Oh.” He sighed. “Yeah, I feel the same, but dealing with all this shit isn’t helping.”
“Come into my work at noon tomorrow, and I’ll draw your blood.”
He nodded. “Yeah, okay.”
I wanted to talk to him more about everything that we’d discovered the past week, but instead, I snuggled closer, and we both fell asleep.
I woke before the alarm.
I woke, and it was still dark outside.
I woke to hands tugging my panties down.
“Babe …?” I questioned, still groggy.
“Shh,” he responded. “We have a long day ahead of us again, and I just want to love on my wife.”
I wasn’t going to stop him. I loved waking up with him bringing pleasure to my body. Avery didn’t waste any time. He was already naked, and once he got my panties off, his mouth was on me like he was starving. He licked, he sucked, he got me ready, and then he rose up onto his knees and slid inside me with one thrust. There were no words spoken, no dirty talk. It was pure, raw fucking.
And I let him.
My husband needed this. He needed to get off quick. He needed to feel some sort of pleasure, and I was willing to be the one he turned to. Plus, even though it was fast and not like the romantic man I’d married, it was still unbelievable. I came hard, Avery followed, and then we laid in bed panting as our breathing returned to normal.
Now, we could start our day.
Easton was right. Halo was still standing. I hadn’t really doubted him, but it was still amusing to bust his balls when it came to him running things when I wasn’t around. Plus, when we went on the cruise that changed our lives, the bar was still standing when we returned home. Easton had left it in Bethany’s hands for three days and nights, even though they were our busiest days and nights out of the week, so when I needed to go back to California to deal with my parents’ estate, everyone could handle Halo, I knew I wouldn’t need to stress about it.
I had to admit that Halo was one of the last things I’d thought about while we were in California.
