Forbidden Bride - Penny Wylder Page 0,27
you want any?”
“Umm…no thanks. I have plans, but I’ll be up in a minute.”
“Okay.”
Sweet \ relief floods me when I hear the door shut. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah,” Nicola says. We fall apart from each other, both catching our breath for a moment. “I’m glad I already did my make-up. I can just throw some clothes on.”
“How do you want to play this?”
“What do you mean?” she asks.
I smirk. “Me. Being here.”
“Don’t worry,” she says, pulling up her panties and stepping out of her shorts. “I’ve got it.”
I’m sad to see her take off my sweatshirt, but I’m treated to a view of her perfect breasts in the process, so I’m okay with the tradeoff. In less than five minutes she has jeans and a shirt on and looks pretty damn normal after what just happened.
But she didn’t change her panties, and that brings a smile to my face.
“Ready,” she says.
I grab her and pull her against me. “Let’s go see your parents,” I say, and lean in so I can whisper in her ear. “While my cum is still dripping out of you.”
Pink stains her cheeks, but her eyes go dark. She likes it, and I’m again filled with that smug satisfaction that comes with pleasing a lover.
She leads me up the stairs, and as we step out of the door, I’m very careful not to touch her. I have an inkling about how she’s going to spin this, and it needs to be all business.
“Morning,” she says breezily as she walks into the kitchen—the same kitchen that we shared our moment in four years ago. I pause in the doorway, waiting for Bruce and Valerie to notice that I’m here. They’re both sitting at the breakfast table with coffee cups and newspapers. “Morning,” I say.
Bruce’s head snaps up. “Tristan. What are you doing here?”
“I asked him over,” Nicola says smoothly. “Since I left work early yesterday, and there’s so much to catch up on since Cynthia resigned, I didn’t want to wait until Monday to get a handle on things. We didn’t want to wake you, so we worked in the basement for a bit.”
“Oh,” Valerie says, a slight frown clouding her face. “Okay.”
Unease settles in my stomach. No matter the circumstance in the past, I’ve always been greeted warmly here, and this feels weird. Granted, I surprised them. I do feel bad about the deception, and I make a promise to myself to work this out soon. Even if we’re not as close as we once were, I still consider Bruce to be my best friend. I don’t want to lie to him for long.
But on the other hand, I’m planning on being with Nicola forever. I’m not sure how she feels about that, even though I told her that I was going to marry her. But if I am going to marry her, then my allegiance will have to be to her and not to Bruce. It already is.
“Settling in okay?” Bruce asks.
“Yeah,” I say. “After we’re done at the office, I’m planning on doing some more unpacking. A couple more days and I should have it taken care of.”
“That’s good.” He seems unsettled that I’m here, so I try to look as relaxed as possible. What does he see when he looks at me right now? Is there something I’m giving off that lets him know the truth?
Nicola moves around the kitchen with grace and confidence, not a hint of what just happened on her face or in her movement. She takes the tea that’s been made for her and pours it into a travel mug. “We’re going to go to the office for a bit. I’ll be back later.”
She’s the one that leaves the kitchen first, and I’m left standing there with Bruce and Valerie. I wave a little lamely. “Good to see you guys.”
“You too,” Bruce says. He smiles, but it’s not quite a normal smile. Nothing I can do about that.
I follow Nicola out, and my chest doesn’t ease until we’re out of the house. “That was…awkward.”
She grins. “I think it went fine.”
“They didn’t exactly seem happy to see me.”
“Oh, that’s just them. They have a routine on Saturday morning, and seeing you probably just threw them off a little.”
“That’s good. Do you really want to go to the office?”
“For a couple minutes,” she says. “At the very least I need to pick up my car. If you dropped me off later too that might be a bit much for them.”
“Agreed.”
Despite the awkwardness, it