Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
The weight that had been pressing in on my chest since last night finally lifted. “I love you,” I said, the words spilling out before I could stop them.
Her eyes widened in surprise. “What?”
Shit. This probably wasn’t the best timing, but I couldn’t take it back now. And honestly, I didn’t want to hold on to these feelings any longer.
“I love you, Morgan Starling,” I repeated, stronger this time. “I know you’re dealing with a crisis and we just had our first real fight, but I need you to know that I love you. And I’m not going anywhere. Whatever happens with Parker and GalvaTech and all of this, we’ll face it together.”
For a moment she just stared at me, lips parted in shock. Then she launched herself forward, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me hard.
“I love you, too,” she whispered against my lips. “I love you so much.”
I pulled her closer, deepening the kiss, pouring everything I felt into it. Relief and love and gratitude that she was there, that we were okay, that we’d survived our first real test.
When we finally broke apart, both breathing hard, Morgan rested her forehead against mine. “We’re going to get through this,” she said. Not a question, but a statement of fact.
“Yeah,” I agreed, smiling at her. “We are.”
Because now I knew for certain, whatever challenges came our way, we’d face them together. And that made all the difference.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Morgan
Two weeks had passed since I learned about Parker’s troubles, and the fallout had been rough for everyone.
He’d come clean to Becca the same day that I visited the house, and she was devastated. She felt the same guilt that I did for not noticing, but there was a lot of anger inside of her as well. I couldn’t blame her for that. His actions had put her and Gracie in danger, and he’d screwed up their finances so badly that they were on the brink of ruin. There were so many lies between them, and it had left their marriage in a rocky state.
But Becca was strong, and she loved Parker. I was hopeful they’d work things out, especially since Parker had agreed to enter rehab. That willingness to get help, to actively change, had gone a long way toward mending the rift between them. It would take time, though. A lot of time.
On the other hand, my relationship with Liam had never been stronger. After we’d made up in his office and confessed our love for each other, we’d decided we were done hiding our relationship. No more sneaking around, no more pretending at work.
Given all the shock and drama surrounding Parker’s situation, news of my relationship with Liam barely registered with my family. Which was a relief. My father, Faith, and everyone else were happy for us.
Tonight, I was going to meet the rest of Liam’s family. We were going to Fallon’s art show, and I was currently in the shower at Liam’s apartment, getting ready for the evening. I’d been spending most of my time here lately, more than at my own place.
The sound of the bathroom door opening made me smile. A moment later, the shower door opened and my very naked, and very erect, boyfriend stepped in behind me. I turned to face him, taking in the wolfish grin on his face.
“Do you mind if I join you?” he asked.
I laughed. “You’re already in here.”
His eyes sparkled sinfully. “Well, I couldn’t risk you saying no.”
His hands slid around to grab my ass, pulling me flush against his body. His lips met mine and I moaned into his kiss, feeling the hard length of his cock pressing between us. My fingers tangled in his hair, already getting damp from the spray, and I nipped at his bottom lip.
He pressed me against the cool tile wall, then bent down to capture a nipple in his mouth.
“Liam,” I gasped, my pussy clenching with need as his teeth grazed the sensitive peak before he moved to my other breast.
His hand slipped between my legs, two fingers sliding easily inside me.
“So wet for me already,” he murmured against my skin, his tongue swirling around my nipple. “You’re always so eager and ready for my cock.”
I shuddered at his dirty talk, heat flooding through me and making my thoughts hazy. But his fingers weren’t enough. I needed more. I needed him.
“Liam,” I begged, spreading my legs wider. “I want you inside me.”
He straightened and lifted me off the ground without warning, and I let out a surprised squeak. My legs automatically wrapped around his hips as he positioned me against the wall, his cock pressing insistently at my entrance.
His tongue swept into my mouth as he lowered me onto his shaft, filling me in the way I yearned for. I whimpered, my legs tightening around him, my heels digging into his ass. In this position, I couldn’t do much but hold on as he moved me up and down the tile wall, each deep thrust stealing my breath.