THE CRAZY GOOD SERIES - Rachel Robinson Page 0,257

your uniform with your life’s accomplishments scattered about and I thought maybe you might want to accomplish something else for a while?” Morganna wiggles on my lap and leans down to run her tongue over my bottom lip. That’s all it takes for my cock to pound.

Moving to my top lip, she pauses. “What’s this?” she asks.

I glance where she’s looking and see another of my boxes beside my chair, wide open. Anticipating what she’s going to ask me about, I reply quickly, “Nothing worth interrupting your mouth for.” I push her hips down on my dick and flex it so she knows exactly my intentions. I want inside her silky pussy right now.

“It’s a jewelry box, Steven. You interrupt the Pope for a jewelry box. Come on,” she jokes. Her eyes flutter closed when she feels my hardness throbbing beneath her. At the prospect of jewelry, she leans over and snatches the box that will lead to conversation instead of sex. I groan a small noise.

Morganna looks at me, worrying one corner of her perfect bottom lip between her teeth. “Can I?” she asks.

I shrug, unbuttoning the top buttons on my dress shirt. “Knock yourself out.”

Her eyes widen and then narrow when she sees the sparkly “S” necklace that’s been hidden for God knows how many years. A token of my biggest mistake and my largest regret packaged in a beautiful box, sparkling with diamonds. She tilts the box so I can see inside. “Is this what I think it is?”

I pause for several seconds. “Well if you think it’s just an ‘S’ then, no. If you think it’s a token of the feelings I’ve had for you for our entire lives then, yes. It’s always been yours.” My heart and the damn necklace. “You keep it.”

She smiles this radiant, life shattering smile as she unfastens it from the box and offers it to me to clasp around her neck. With her sitting atop my lap, finally wearing my S, I get the moment I’ve wanted since the day I laid eyes on it in the jewelry store. The S hits right above her cleavage and the light from the large bay window overlooking the farm hits it just right, creating a rainbow effect. It’s stunning.

“It looks good,” I say. I mean so much more than that, but she knows. Morganna starts laughing, her eyes dancing between my face and the large, gold trident pinned on my uniform.

I shift her on my lap. “What’s so funny?”

Hopping up, taking my hand in hers, she drags me out of the kitchen, stepping over boxes as she goes. “I have an early birthday present for you and I think you’ll find it quite funny given the timing of my gift.” Turning around she walks backward toward our bedroom, one hand caressing the necklace. Her crimson, knee-length dress hugs her body as she moves, her bare feet making the perfect padding sound against the floor.

“You have me endlessly curious, but I like where this is going,” I say, letting her lead. “You didn’t have to get me anything for my birthday, Morg.”

She nods her head. “I know this, Steven. It’s sort of more than a birthday gift.” Her hand shakes a little, proving her words mean more than what resides on the surface. I squeeze her hand once.

Our bedroom isn’t finished quite yet. We have a mattress on the floor. A mattress topper was delivered this morning, and hopefully the actual furniture that took her weeks to select will be here any day. It reminds me of a college dorm, or a low budget porno flick. With her in the room, I don’t give a shit what it reminds me of, because I’d fall asleep next to her anywhere.

She stops in the middle of the bare bones room and drops my hand. “We’ve moved in together.”

I tilt my head and raise one brow. “Yeah…” Captain Obvious. Not her style at all. I remove my uniform shirt and toss it over a wardrobe box while I wait to see what’s coming next. I’m excited.

She clears her throat. “You know that’s not exactly the southern thing to do.” Now I know where this is going. I’m not sure of her exact approach, because she’s as predictable as a lion, but I know she’s going to broach the marriage topic. It’s not like I haven’t thought about it, not that I haven’t rolled the idea over and over in my mind. I think about it all