I just stared at him. “We’re done,” I said.
“Hmm…Ellie…yous feel so good, baby. ”
I slowly got up and off of him. I kneeled down next to him. “Gunner! We. Are. Done. As in…we’re finished having sex. ” I watched him roll over as he tried to reach for me.
“Oh yeah, baby…smex with yous amazing. God, I love you, Ells. ”
I shook my head while my drunker-than-drunk husband was lying there, sleeping. My heart filled with so much love for him. I knew with every ounce of my being that he only loved Alex and me.
I’ll have to apologize tomorrow…but he still has to make up for this in the morning.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Jesus H. Christ. My hands were sweating, and I had to keep wiping them on my pants. I glanced over at Heather when I was stopped at a stoplight. She was looking out the window.
Is she just as nervous as I am? I mean, it’s not like we haven’t had sex before. Fuck. I don’t remember having sex with her.
“So which way should I go?”
“At the next light, you’ll want to turn right. ” She looked at me and smiled. “Sorry, I guess I kind of forgot that in your mind, you’ve never been to our…I mean, my house before. ” Her smile faded a bit.
“So, I was getting ready to move in?” I asked.
“Yeah…I mean, you pretty much made the decision. You were packing up your place. After your accident, your mom and I went to your apartment to get you some clothes. That was when I saw all those packed boxes. I think you were going to surprise me with moving in sooner,” she said with a wink.
As I turned right, we started driving through a neighborhood. It had mostly bungalow-type houses, and they were cute as fucking hell. When I came up to a stop sign, Heather pointed to the house on my left. It was across the street on the corner. The lights were on, so I was able to get a good look at it.
Red tin roof. Looks like a white clapboard house.
“Just go straight down the driveway, and the detached garage is behind the house. ”
I pulled in and headed back to the garage. I saw a two-car garage, and the doors looked like barn doors. I put the truck in park and shut it off.
“You ready for the tour…again?” Heather asked with a laugh.
I turned and grabbed her hand. “Wait, you walk from here to your house…alone…in the dark?”
“Um, yeah. I guess if I get home after dark, I do. Why?”
“It’s dangerous!”
“What?”
“Heather, I’m not so sure I like the idea of you walking so far in the dark. Anyone could just pull up and grab you. Where the fuck was I when you bought this house?”
She sat there, stunned, as she stared at me. “Well, uh…we weren’t really together when I bought the house,” she said.
I turned back and looked at it. There was a huge deck in the backyard. Damn, we could have some fun parties on that thing. I looked over to my left, and there was a smaller deck with an outdoor table and grill. Ah hell yeah. This place fucking rocks. The lot is big, and if we put up a fence, I could get a dog.
I looked back at Heather. “Two decks?”
She smiled and nodded.
“Did we ever have any parties here?”
She started laughing. “Yep! We had a party here last fall, celebrating Ellie’s, Ari’s, and my birthday. It was a blast. You kept hounding me to put up a fence, so you could get a dog!” She laughed some more.
My heart stopped. I reached over and pulled her to me. I took her mouth with mine. Oh god, she tastes just like honey. So damn sweet. I want her so much. I need her so much. I slowly pulled way and smiled.