to be out of town for the weekend so I’m certain Angelo has plenty of food, pacifiers, and diapers for a few hours.
Hannah and Byron promise to bring him back to Mikah’s later tonight, which gives us hours alone. No one pushed for an overnight babysitting job, so I kept my mouth shut.
I planned enough I probably shouldn’t have, but when Hannah teased me earlier about having sex with Mikah, and I admitted we hadn’t yet, I mentioned Angelo… and it all went from there.
Hannah and I might have started a bit rocky a couple of weeks ago, but I’m starting to completely love this woman.
We’re now in the car on the way back to our building, Mikah taking corners in his SUV like he’s being chased by men with guns, zipping through the streets of Charlotte. His hand is on my thigh, mine covers his, and we’ve barely spoken until when he whips his SUV through the underground parking garage, yanking the steering wheel one last time into his spot.
Mikah turns off the ignition and turns to me. “Are you hungry? We can order something to eat if you would like.”
I had a burger, potato salad, regular salad, not to mention the regular snacks and chips and vegetables with dip. Plus, I couldn’t pass by the dessert area and not snag a few cookies.
Twice.
In my defense, they were small.
Also, I like cookies and all things sweet and I have no regrets.
“I had plenty of food at the party.”
“Good. That is good then.” He shoots me a look, but it’s not the same intense one I’m expecting and then I realize…
He’s nervous.
I open my door and flash him a wink. “So, your place or mine, superstar?”
I do what I usually do when I see it on him and make it fun.
Because sex is fun. I mean, once you get past the head bonking, teeth-banging, knee burns and awkward positions or falling off beds, which really makes it all that much more fun.
But that’s the point of some of the mishaps, sex is always better when you’re comfortable with your partner when those happen, when you can laugh, or snort, and get back to the groove enjoying yourself.
I’m at the back of his SUV before him, but barely, and his hand takes mine.
“Should we get our bag?” I have the tote with our towels and things in the back seat.
Mikah shakes his head. “I will come get it later tonight. Or tomorrow. Or… when I remember. I do not care about beach towels or sunscreen right now.”
“Oh?” We’re in the parking garage lobby which is much more utilitarian than the main lobby and we have to use our keys to enter the elevator so while we wait, I rest a shoulder against the wall. “In a hurry for something?”
“You tease me, and you make everything fun. I keep thinking what else you can make fun.”
His hand’s still in mine, thumb brushing along my inner wrist. “Mikah. It’s okay to be nervous.”
“I don’t think that is the right word. More… anxious? Perhaps that is right?”
Possibly. But I don’t need him worrying about anything either.
“There’s no need. Trust me, with everything we’ve done so far, I will have no complaints.”
“You will if I come in my pants like I’m fourteen and Ms. Halderslug bent over to lift a folder off the floor.”
His description is, well… perfect.
“Mikah.” I laugh, shaking my head and pull him toward me until he collides with my shoulder and then my chest as I adjust. “That was disturbingly visual and even if you do happen to have a fantasy of your high school teacher while you’re with me and come too soon, we’ll figure it out. That’s part of the nerves everyone has with a new partner. We’re all different. We like different things.”
“I know. And so far, I like all the things you like.”
This guy. I can easily fall for him and all my reservations weeks ago when I found out who he is have vanished. Well, they’re there, shoved to a back corner where I place unimportant matters like remembering to water the two houseplants I have, but I manage to do a decent job silencing them.
The elevator door dings and opens and Mikah ushers us, keeping us close, chest to chest, his chin tipped down, mine tilted up.
And then he kisses me. And I hope with the way I respond I melt away all his anxious thoughts, giving him the confidence I know he wants like