Noah’s standing there waiting for me. My shirt is half on, and he smirks as he sets his eyes on me.
“See, he’s clearly smitten and can tell us apart,” Rylee says.
Noah’s face drops at her words.
Rylee notices and looks at Beckham. “Time to go. You made my Monday even better.” She winks at him, and Noah smiles at her.
“You punch him square in his fucking jaw for touching her?” I ask him.
Beckham nods at my words. I can see how close they are.
A pang of guilt hits me that I missed out on that closeness with Beckham.
“Love you both, bye.”
Rylee nods to Noah, who has his back to her.
“You love him,” she mouths silently, but she’s smiling.
I roll my eyes as they leave.
Chapter Ten
“I’ll go with you if that’s what you want,” Noah says after silence fills the room.
“It could be a nightmare,” I say, taking a step closer to him. “The men have to wear a Christmas themed tie or shirt. Your choice.” I wink.
“The more important question is, what do you wear?”
“Well, I wear the same thing every year just to annoy my mother.”
“And…” He reaches for me and pulls me to him.
“A green dress full of candy canes, of course.”
His lip twitches. “Of course.”
“Do you want to play a game with me?”
“No, I want to play games on you.” I wink and reach for his cock between his legs.
“I’ve thought about you all day. That’s dangerous.”
“So while you were taking calls…” I stroke his cock through his trousers, ”… and do whatever it is a lawyer does, you were thinking about me? What part of me?”
“Every fucking part, of course.” Noah picks me up, my hand leaving his cock and going to his shoulder. “I came to talk. You have questions,” he says, as my arms wrap around his neck. He moves so my back hits the wall. “So ask.”
“It’s not my place to ask. You’ll tell me when you are ready,” I say to him.
“We met at school. We were friends first before we became lovers. I knew I wanted her. She was a good woman. Stuck by me all through school, through all the years of coming home stressed, tired, and not even wanting to see anyone. She was there, always there to calm me down and just be there for me. I loved her with everything I am. I knew that. So as soon as I graduated and got my first job, I proposed. We got married straight away, just a small ceremony. And then, two years later, she died.”
His story seems to be at an end.
Noah stares at me, waiting for me to say something, his grip on me never loosening as he pins me to the wall.
“Where would I fit in, if you’ve already had your great love? I’m not sure I can be someone’s second.”
He lifts me higher and removes one arm from my ass to touch a lock of my hair.
“It took me years to realize I wanted Suzie, my wife. It took one look to know I wanted you.”
“It took you almost a year to even see me,” I say.
He chuckles.
“I saw you the first day I came in. Your hair was shorter and had blonde through it. You served me coffee and offered me a cookie. I told you no a little too harshly, which you smiled at and proceeded then to offer me banana bread. I still said no, but that never stopped you for close to a month from asking me the same questions every time I came in. Until you suddenly stopped.”
My heartbeat picks up. I did all that, so I could hear him speak. But he never did, it was always a simple no.
“I saw you believe me, it’s the only reason I went back. Especially since I have a coffee shop at my office, which has way better coffee than what you serve. But they didn’t have a snarky, dark-eyed beauty there.”
“You know how to make a girl swoon.” I wiggle my eyebrows.
“Suzie and you don’t compare. You are complete opposites in every possible way. My feelings for you have been fast and hard, where my feelings for Suzie were slow and strong.”
“I can accept that.” I smile.
And I can.
I can never replace Suzie, nor would I want to.
“Now, will you hurry up and undress me, so you can fuck me already?”
“That I can oblige too easily,” he says, letting me drop to the floor so I can tear at my clothes. Walking past him to my room, I wait until he comes in before I shut the door behind him. Vicky is due home soon, and the last thing I want would be for her to walk in on me in the middle of the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.
Because let’s be real—sex with Noah makes me extremely happy in every possible way.
He undresses, and this time, he doesn’t take his time. Noah slides into bed with me, his hands stroking my legs as he pushes them apart. His mouth descends, and one stroke of his tongue between them sends shivers up my spine.
A knock sounds on my door, and I freeze.
“Rhi, you here?” Vicky’s voice comes through the door.
Noah’s mouth starts moving down my body, and I bite my arm, stifling a groan.
“Rhi, how was your Sunday function? Who the hell has a function like that on a Sunday anyway?”
“Yeah,” is all I can mutter.
“Is Noah in there with you?” My eyes flutter as he pushes a finger in his mouth, not stopping, not even caring that Vicky could walk in at any moment. There is no lock on that door.
“He is,” Noah answers from between my legs.
Shit, I forgot to answer her.
“Hey, Noah,” Vicky says.
I groan as his fingers start pumping hard and fast with his tongue circling my clit.
“Goodbye, Vicky,” I yell out in between biting my lip as it hits me hard.
He pulls out, gone in an instant, and in place of his fingers and lips is his cock, sliding straight through and pushing in.
And fuck does it feel good.
“Oh, God, you two are fucking.” She giggles, and I ignore her.
Noah lifts my legs until they are up near his head and starts doing exactly that, fucking me. I let him take everything he needs of me, and I am more than willing to give it.
Noah is stealing bits and pieces of me. I can feel them falling away as if I were a puzzle, and he is going to put me back together again.
And I’m more than willing to let him put back all my pieces.
Chapter Eleven
It’s that time, and I’m nervous. I have never taken a man home to meet my parents. Ever. I knew none of them were good enough, and I never really loved any of them anyway.
I’ve seen Noah twice more since Monday night when Vicky was speaking to us through the door.
Both nights, he spent the night with me.
Both nights, I let him do all the dirtiest things to me, which I liked very much.
“Oh my God,” Vicky says, laughing as we walk out of the apartment.
Noah is waiting for us, dressed in a black suit with a red tie, which has only one candy cane on it.
“How can you pull that off? How can you look that good? It’s totally unfair, really.” Vicky shakes her head.
I spin around, letting my knee-length dress dance in the air as I twirl.