Rome pauses, blowing out a breath. “What the hell do you need to learn for?”
I feign hurt. “You’re telling me you don’t want your girlfriend to know how to drive a stick? The audacity.”
He shakes his head, but I still see the remnants of a smile on his face, and I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I’ve won him over.
Taking me by the hand, he drags me toward the car and pauses, turning to me with a stern look on his face that makes me grin even harder.
“Listen to everything I say, and for God’s sake, don’t mess up my clutch.”
I jump up and down and clap excitedly. “Can we try the bike next?”
He stops in his tracks. “The bike is off-limits.”
“Oh, c’mon, Rome, please.”
“Shut up before I bend you over this car and fuck you instead of teaching you.”
“Is that a viable option?” I waggle my brows, enjoying the way my core clenches with desire at his words. “What’s my reward for driving well?”
He smirks, and I feel the effects of it shoot between my legs. He leans into me and whispers in my ear, “I’ll kiss your sweet pussy, until you come on my tongue. That work for you, Sunshine?”
I swallow thickly, my panties now damp and ruined. “Y-yes.”
Not even five minutes in, the car is all but forgotten, as Rome and I stumble into his house, shedding our clothes. It turns out, I didn’t even need to be rewarded to get this.
The smile that’s on my face probably looks goofy, but I can’t seem to help it. The grin comes naturally, when I see the two of them together. It’s been two weeks since Ryder has been home, and I’ve seen a subtle change in Roman. He seems happier and a little more carefree about life. Those first few days after he got the news were tough. He was anxious and stressed, and because he was still an asshole by natural design, he took it out on everyone around him. Except me, surprisingly.
He needed to figure out a ton of things. Did his little brother want to change schools? How did he feel about uprooting his whole life to live with Roman? It turns out, he didn’t mind too much because he all but jumped at the idea of being out of that place and back with his brother. I gave Roman as long as he needed to adjust to taking on this parental role in his life. I couldn’t just come over whenever I wanted anymore because he had a kid living in the house.
A teenager.
It was cute, watching Roman painstakingly set up Ryder’s room in the spare bedroom. He wanted everything to be perfect for his little brother.
He’s adjusted a whole lot better than I thought he would. Because of the hours he’s working at the shop to accommodate Ryder’s school hours, he’s been taking on an extra day of work during the week, but the days he’s working and Ryder is stuck at home, I usually hang out with him in the yard, and he helps me. So far, we’ve made the front of the house look somewhat presentable. The only splash of color is from the flowers Rome planted for me.
The weather is starting to cool, with it being September and all. Today, the two of them are bonding, putting up a new fence between our houses. The other one was old and leaning, so Roman took it upon himself to fix it and rebuild a whole new one with Ryder. How the guy knows how to do all this, without being a contractor, I’ll never know. They have been at it for a while already, so I can just imagine how hungry they are.
“I’ll be back in a bit with some food, boys!”
Ryder waves goodbye, focusing on whatever Roman is telling him. Rome spares a glance at me over his shoulder, and even from here, I can feel the heat of it. Life with a preteen isn’t easy, so sneaking in time for sex is a lot harder than you’d think. Sure, we could lock ourselves in his bedroom while Ryder is busy in his room, but I doubt his little brother wants to hear anything sexual coming from his older brother’s room.
It’s an adjustment, especially for a relationship as new as ours, but we’re making it work.
After I pick up some food for us, I’m just about to get inside my