Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 121755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Hot fuck.
Sweet ending.
All Gabe.
Finally, he pulled out, hooked me at the waist, dropped to his back and arranged me on top of him.
We were both still breathing heavily.
Even so, I managed to ask, “What’s that thing you do?”
“What thing?” he asked back.
“With your thumb.”
He didn’t answer.
I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked down at him like I could see him in the dark. (Oh, I forgot, mistake three: Gabe had the advantage of somehow being able to see in the dark.)
“Gabe?”
“Don’t question it. Just get off on it.”
Like I had a choice.
Worth a repeat, it was a miracle move.
Even so.
“Why won’t you tell me?”
I felt the warning it was when he wrapped his arms around me before saying, “Because I came up with it when I was with Ariana.”
I felt my brows draw together. “Ariana?”
“The one before you,” he grunted.
Oh.
I stroked his jaw and said quietly, “I didn’t think you were a virgin even before you told me you weren’t a virgin.”
“Yeah.” He was still grunting.
But…
What was this?
It was dark, but I didn’t miss he seemed uncomfortable.
“Gabe, she’s gone, and it’s good, because, first, if she wasn’t, we wouldn’t have just part-wrestled, mostly-tussled, onward to me having two orgasms. And second, she sounds like the c-word you said she was.”
“She was,” he agreed.
But he said no more.
“This feels weird,” I admitted. “You’ve been very honest about what came before me. It isn’t like you’re going to wipe everything clean and not use your experience to make things good for us both.”
He was silent.
Very silent.
And still.
Very still.
I started to get worried.
So when I said, “Gabe,” it came out all trembly.
“Fuck,” he said.
“Fuck what?” I asked.
“You don’t care.”
“About what?”
He reached to turn on a light, and as I was blinking to get used to it, he rearranged us so I was on my back, he was resting down my side, and he was up on a forearm looking down at me.
When I was able to focus on him, put-it-all-out-there-all-the-time Gabe came back.
“Another reason we didn’t work, she was jealous,” he shared. “Ugly with it. You saw women look at me at Ingo’s, you didn’t give that first shit. You were with me. They weren’t. The end. If Ariana saw that, she’d lose her mind. Sometimes cause a scene.”
Yuck.
“That’s gross,” I stated.
“Yeah,” he agreed.
“And stupid,” I went on.
“That too.”
“I’m glad you realized she was a waste of your time, because I totally am not.”
The quiet and stillness came back to him before he busted out laughing, his arms closing tight around me, and he took us to our sides so I could fully feel his laughter, as well as hear it.
In case you were wondering, it was fabulous.
He was down to chuckles when he said, “No, cupcake, you totally are not.”
Well, it was good we were over that bump.
And way better, he agreed with me.
Onward.
“So…you up for another quickie before we have to face the day?”
The chuckles came back, and now it was his voice that was trembling, and not with worry, when he said, “Baby, just fucked you.”
“I know.”
“You came twice.”
“I didn’t miss that.”
He paused to ponder.
I paused to watch him ponder, because he was even gorgeous while pondering.
Then he said, “Quickie. But in the shower. We can multitask.”
“Excellent suggestion.”
He got out of bed, and I did too, because he pulled me out with him.
We did a quickie in the shower.
It was awesome.
Gabe went down to get my bag and start coffee.
Since I took way longer than him to get ready, I stayed upstairs, even when he went back down to get us coffee. He returned with that and a bowl of oatmeal for me.
Ah.
My man.
His bathroom was way bigger and way nicer than mine.
I found I had zero trouble getting used to it.
After I finished getting ready and came down the stairs, I kissed him where he sat at the island with his laptop, coffee, and news websites on his laptop.
He had a travel mug ready for me.
Because…
Of course he did.
Then I went out to my car in his garage and went to work.
It was really, really hard to contain my glee until the second shift (Shanti, Jess and Harlow) came in to join the first (Raye, Luna and me).
But I did it.
I had a wee hiccup in these efforts halfway through the morning, when my phone in my server apron buzzed with a text, I pulled it out and saw from Gabe, At urs 2nite. Want to fuck u in ur bed.
I had to turn my back to hide my big smile when I texted back a thumbs up, the double pink hearts, a smiley face and a drooly face.
And when I wasn’t sure that communicated the extent of my excitement for our plans for the night, I texted him a GIF of Alexis from Schitt’s Creek dancing in a chair and flicking her hair.