I climb into mattress and pull her in opposition to me, urgent my lips to hers. “No, it’s simply as horny.”

She giggles, resting her head on my shoulder. “You’re loopy.”

“Loopy about you,” I admit, kissing the highest of her head.

We maintain one another, each misplaced in thought. I don’t know the place we go from right here, however it’s completely different now. Now that I’ve been inside her, tasted her, know her sounds, fuck, there’s no going again. I can’t simply sit within the good friend zone anymore.

I simply have to know if she feels the identical.

“Hartford, I need you to come back to Sunday dinner tomorrow.”

She pulls again and searches my face. “I haven’t been to a Sunday dinner at your dad and mom’ home in years.”

I relaxation my hand on her cheek. “I do know, however I need you there.”

“Certain, I imply, after all, however…” She stops and chews her backside lip.

“However what?” I push.

“What’s going to everybody assume?” she whispers.

“Take into consideration what?”

“Nothing. Nevermind.”

I shake my head and roll her over, climbing on high of her. “End your thought, Hart,” I say, staring down at her.

She swallows nervously and rests her palms on my chest. “I simply fear that they could get the incorrect impression.”

My chest aches from listening to her phrases as a result of she’s not the place I’m. That is simply enjoyable analysis for her, however for me…it’s life-changing.

So, like I’ve finished for years, I put a smile on my face and lie. “There’s no incorrect impression, Hart. We’ve been greatest associates since kindergarten. My household loves you, in all probability greater than me, so what’s the massive deal?”

She smiles, nodding her head. “You’re proper. It’ll be enjoyable.”

I kiss her lips, simply to see if she’ll nonetheless permit me, and he or she does. She wraps her arms round me, and I deepen the kiss.

She’s a stunning, complicated puzzle.

The scent of garlic and sauce greets us as we step into my dad and mom’ home. Sunday dinner has at all times been non-negotiable. It doesn’t matter what you will have happening, on Sunday, your ass can be at Mother and Dad’s. I’ve missed some over time due to touring, and I nonetheless catch shit for it.

In actual fact, I’ve missed the previous two weeks due to work, and I’m positive I’ll get main criticism for it. I’m hoping with Hartford at my facet it’ll soften the blow.

“Hartford, what a beautiful shock,” my mother, Carol, says as we stroll into the kitchen. She pulls her in for a hug, then me.

“I figured it’s been a lot too lengthy since she joined us, and contemplating she’s staying with me, it’s solely honest she eats good at the very least someday per week,” I say.

My mom slaps my arm. “You higher be feeding her correctly. She’s out of her home, Paxton Atwood.”

“I’m kidding, Mother. In fact, I’m caring for her.”

My eyes slide to Hartford’s and a slight blush creeps throughout her cheeks. I took care of her thrice final evening and as soon as this morning, as a matter of truth.

“He’s been wonderful, Carol,” Hartford says with a small smile.

“Effectively, that’s good to listen to. I raised my boys to maintain and respect ladies,” she says, placing her palms on her hips.

“Perhaps it’s best to’ve tried more durable,” Anya says, strolling up behind me.

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