her tits in my hands and the taste of her skin and the way she looks me in the eye when she’s giving me head.
I also need to figure out how I’m gonna tell V that not only does the cybersex have to end, but so does the possibility of dating outside our chat room. Do I go with the old, it’s not you, it’s me thing? Because that’s not entirely a lie. It really is me.
I’ve fallen for someone else. It happened literally overnight.
Or, really, it happened slowly, over the course of several weeks. And then, just like that after a night of incredible sex and vulnerable truths, I’m head over heels for the woman I swore I’d always hate.
I feel a little guilty leading V on, which is part of the reason I agreed to meet her tonight. That, and the fact that Emma is busy. Regardless, this is a conversation I should probably have in person. I respect V, and I really have enjoyed the time we’ve spent chatting. She’s special, and I want to tell her that face-to-face.
I also want to personally thank her for prying me open. She’s the one who first encouraged me to be honest and real. Without her, I’m not sure I would’ve had the courage to open up to Emma. And if that hadn’t happened…
Well, I wouldn’t be where I am now. Falling for an incredible woman, feeling whole and happy for the first time in forever.
Passing Daddy’s trophy case, I smile. I’m one hundred percent certain he’d be proud of me. I know I’m becoming the man he raised me to be.
And that feels pretty fucking great.
But it’s not so great finding my brothers already hard at work in my gym. Beau is doing leg lifts in a corner; Hank is dripping sweat while kicking the shit out of my boxing dummy, who we’ve un-affectionately nicknamed Olly.
“What the fuck are y’all doing here?” I growl, grabbing a towel from the pile beside the door and flipping it over my shoulder. “Don’t you have your own damn gyms to work out in?”
“Baby’s sleeping,” Beau grunts.
Hank keeps one gloved hand glued to his cheek while he begins pummeling Olly’s eyeless face with the other. “I was overwhelmed with shit, so I needed to blow off some steam. This weekend’s been insane.”
“So y’all came here to harass me. Great.”
“Hey.” Beau spears me with a look. “It’s only fair, considering you’re the one who’s always pestering everyone else. Where the hell have you been?”
Hank stops punching Olly. “Yeah. Where have you been? No one’s heard a peep from you since you left the barn yesterday.”
I look at Beau. “I picked up your call this morning, didn’t I?”
“I mean none of us have heard from you. The family. Mom thought for sure you were dead somewhere on the side of the road.”
Shit, how did I forget to text Mom back?
Because I was too busy making love to Em. Right.
I make a mental note to text Mom when I’m done with my workout, and then I grab a pair of dumbbells.
“I’m alive. But if y’all don’t get gone, one or both of you might not be.”
Beau wouldn’t be grinning if he knew who I took home. In fact, he’d probably grab those gloves from Hank and punch my face.
I forgot I need to iron that little detail out too. Considering what a dope he’s been about the whole Annabel situation, maybe he’ll have a little sympathy for my less-than-stellar decision-making when it comes to Emma.
Wait. I refuse to think opening up to Emma was a bad decision. Telling her I wanted to fuck her without a condom? Meh, maybe that’s a little reckless. But I stand by my decision to tell her how I feel, and to share what I want.
At the end of the day, I just want her.
Thankfully, I’m saved from answering my brothers’ questions when Beau’s phone chimes loudly. He immediately stops what he’s doing and digs the phone out of his pocket.
“Baby’s up, and Annabel’s hungry.” He blanks the screen and drops the phone back into his pocket. “Gotta run. Y’all be good. Samuel, I’ll give you a call later to check in on how things are going in the kitchen.”
“So far, so good,” I reply, already breathless from the seven bicep curls I’ve done. Granted, I’m using a fuck ton of weight. But damn, maybe sex