by Andi Van
“And we don’t need Jordan walking into the house to find us naked and asleep on the couch,” Marcus added. We began the process of untangling our bodies to stand on unsteady legs. We stumbled down the hall to our room, grabbing at each other the entire way.
EPILOGUE
JUST BEFORE midnight I woke, still feeling a bit boneless and utterly content to be wrapped around the warmth of Marcus’s body. We’d spent pretty much the whole day making up for two weeks of enforced chastity. I lay there for several moments, my face pressed against the back of his neck so I could breathe in his scent. When I felt Marcus stir, I pressed a kiss to the warm skin I’d been nosing against and moved just enough to let him roll over and face me. His eyes were still closed. A sleepy smile crept onto his face and he opened one eye just enough to look at me. “Morning, Ollie,” he mumbled, his voice still a little hoarse from all the noise we’d made before we passed out.
“Good evening, love,” I answered and hugged him against me. “What little is left of it, anyway. It’s nearly midnight.”
“Then it’s still Saturday. We’re allowed to be lazy.” Marcus yawned and nuzzled his face against my shoulder. “We should go out for food and make someone else cook for us. The diner’s open.”
I started to tell him just how much I approved of that idea, but I was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening and then slamming shut. “I’m home,” Jordan called out. “You guys awake?”
“If we weren’t, we would be now,” Marcus yelled back with a roll of his eyes, making me chuckle. “Welcome home.”
“Thanks. Can you tell me why perfectly good chocolate sauce has been left sitting open on the coffee table?”
“Foreplay,” I yelled back. “I recommend staying off of the couch until we’ve broken out the steam cleaner.”
Marcus shook with laughter when Jordan bellowed in disgust. His footsteps stomped down the hall, and a minute later we heard his shower start.
“He must have sat down before we could warn him,” I said and gave Marcus an innocent look. “Whoops.”
“Behave,” he scolded with a laugh. Then he pressed his lips to mine in a soft kiss. “He should have guessed the couch might not be safe, though. The entire living room probably still has a distinct odor to it.”
The grin on my face slid into a more serious expression as I looked into his face and reached up to run my fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry I left you here alone yesterday.”
“You made up for it,” he assured, rewarding me with a devilish grin. “I may have to be kind of careful how I sit down for the next couple of days.”
I felt the exact same way, but I still winced. I hadn’t wanted to hurt him. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” he answered with a snort. “As I recall, I was the one who kept insisting ‘harder’ and ‘faster.’”
I opted to not make an issue of it and leaned in for another kiss instead. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
“Enough to finally ask that question your mom’s been hinting you should ask?” he teased.
I went still and just watched him as my heart hammered in my chest. “Are you ready for that?”
Marcus brushed his fingers along my cheek and his grin softened to a tender smile so full of love, it made me want to weep for joy. “Once the sun’s up, call your parents and ask them to meet us for lunch,” he said. “Then you and I can go ring shopping, and you can think about what you’re going to say when you propose to me in front of them. I promise you’ll like my answer.”
About the Author
ANDI VAN is a foul-mouthed troublemaker who lives near San Diego with a small fluffy thing named Koi, a baseball bat that’s forever being used for things other than baseball, and a fondness for rum and caffeine (though not necessarily together).
Andi is fluent in three languages (English, sarcasm, and profanity), and takes pride in a highly developed—if somewhat bizarre—sense of humor.
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