Page 77 of Hot Shot
“Why?”
“Because the sight of you next to me is one I’ve waited my whole life for.”
“Jeez, you’re going to be all mushy and lovey-dovey, aren’t you?”
“Problem with that?”
She cracks open the eye closest to me. “Maybe.”
“Oh.” I frown. I don’t know if I can curb my emotions when it comes to her. She’s all I’ve ever wanted and now I have her…
A burst of laughter has Blake rocking on the bed beside me. “You should see your face.”
My frown deepens and I grab her hip, keep her still. “You winding me up?”
“Well, I did enjoy undoing you last night…and this morning.”
“Yeah?” Leaning over, I brush my lips over hers. “Want to see how wound up we can get in the shower?”
“Do we have time?”
“There’s always time for us.”
Palming my chest, she pushes. “No, there won’t be, but we’ll make time when we don’t have a lot of it. What time is it anyway? Mom was planning a feast for breakfast.”
“Her blueberry pancakes?”
“I expect so.”
“Then why the hell are we dilly-dallying?” Tossing back the covers I roll out of bed.
“Dilly-dallying?” She giggles. “What kind of word is that?”
Shrugging, I bend down and scoop her up. “Don’t know. I heard it somewhere.”
“What are you doing?” Blake wraps her arms around my neck as I move toward the door.
“Getting in the shower.”
“Together?”
“Yes. We’re saving time and water.”
“I’m not sure we’ll save time.”
“Oh, we will. We need to fuck and get ready. This way we can do them both at the same time.”
“We need to fuck?”
“You don’t agree?” I clear the bedroom doorway as well as the bathroom one without banging any of Blake’s limbs—or head—on the way through. “Shit. You don’t have any clean clothes down here.”
“I can borrow something of yours to get from here to my room.”
“No. Get in the shower, I’ll race up and grab you something.”
“You might run into my brothers. Or parents.”
“Your parents are on the other side of the house, and I don’t care if I bump into Landon or Corbin.”
