Aaron doesn’t budge from his perch on the island. He smirks at Drew and shoves another piece of muffin in his mouth.
Drew slides right up to me and presses a kiss to my lips. “Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you to tell you he was staying,” he whispers against my lips before kissing me again.
I wink at him and smile, letting him know I’m not upset. In fact, I’m elated these two seem to be mending bridges. He pulls away from me and grabs a coffee mug from the cupboard.
“How do you work this thing?” Drew asks, jiggling knobs on the coffee machine.
“I got you,” Aaron says, sliding off the island. He brushes his hands on his jeans and shows Drew how to make the perfect cup of coffee.
I settle onto the couch, a muffin in one hand and my coffee in the other. I was so resistant to moving in here, but waking up next to Drew, in his bed, is a routine I could easily get used to. I can see us making breakfasts and enjoying mornings on the terrace.
To my utter relief, Aaron picks his shirt up off the floor and puts it on before joining me on the couch. He cradles his coffee cup in both hands and sinks into the oversized cushions. Drew is still in the kitchen opening drawers and cupboards, obviously looking for something. I’d offer to help, but I’m useless at this point. I also have no idea what we have or where it’d be.
Aaron reaches for the remote control that sits on the large ottoman and turns on the TV. Drew joins us on the couch and promptly puts himself between Aaron and me, even though there is another entire side of the couch. Now we’re all three squished into one small section and I can’t help but chuckle. Possessive Drew can be awfully adorable. Well, when he’s not trying to convince me to leave my apartment behind.
Aaron smirks but doesn’t say anything.
“What are our plans for the day?” Drew rests his hand on my thigh, giving it a little squeeze.
I have to think about it for a second. He’s always the one who makes plans for us, so my side-eye glance and deafening silence must explain my confusion.
“I mean, do you have any plans today?” he asks me.
I shake my head slowly. “I never have plans. Not really.”
I don’t know why, but Aaron huffs out a laugh. I’m not really embarrassed. It’s been my life for so long, I don’t really care. Until Drew, my weekends usually consisted of the New York Public Library and the laundromat. Not wanting to actually embarrass myself, I don’t tell him the details.
Drew grins. “What do you say we show my brother around New York City?”
Aaron snaps his head in our direction and looks between the two of us, like how could we possibly want to spend a day with him.
I shrug. “I suppose we can if we have nothing better to do.”
Drew tips his head back in laughter just as a throw pillow hits me in the face.
“Hey!” I yell and toss it back at Aaron, who is obviously faster than me and catches it with his giant man hand.
“You know you’re dying to spend time with me,” he counters with a sarcastic tone.
I roll my eyes.
Drew sits between us laughing and pulls the throw pillow from Aaron’s hand. “Go back to your hotel and shower and change. Meet us back here in two hours and we’ll give you the ten-cent tour.”
Aaron has barely closed the door to our condo before Drew is suddenly ripping my clothes off of me. In less than ten seconds, he has me completely naked and spread out on the couch, drooling over me like I’m a feast before him. I’m all for it.
His lips twist into a sly grin as he settles between my legs and his tongue finds that spot on my neck just below my ear that he loves to torture. “You have no idea how much I wanted to do this last night,” he mumbles between kisses, nipping at the sensitive skin on my neck. How he manages to undress himself and drive me wild with his mouth and hands at the same time takes true talent.
Before I can collect my thoughts, he’s disrobed and plunging deep inside me. My body accepts him fully before he starts making love to me. The room is cool, and goosebumps prick my skin.
“You’re so warm,” Drew murmurs, capturing my lips in his. His thrusts are slow and deep, every nerve of mine on high alert. “Every. Room,” he says between kisses. “We’re doing this in every room.”
I smile, biting my bottom lip as he works my body into a frenzy. Every stroke, every brush of his lips, every graze of his fingertips has me on sensory overload.
“And I’m going to bend you over that kitchen island and fuck you so hard from behind.” His rhythm picks up, and good god, that does it. Every part of my body shudders around him. My fingers grip his ass as he slides in and out of me.
“Promise?” I respond and he slams into me harder, causing me to see stars as he hits that bundle of nerves he knows how to expertly work. I’ve never been able to come as fast and as hard as I have with him. Drew knows how to work my body and he takes advantage of that.
He presses a kiss to my forehead. “Promise, baby.” I love when he calls me this, and hearing anyone else called baby would normally make me gag, but from Drew, I love it.
“Why are you walking funny, Grace?” Aaron asks, laughing as we weave through the crowded sidewalk. I swear this man is like a fourteen-year-old boy.
“I’m not.” I smack his arm hard as we walk down Twenty-third Street.
He flinches in mock pain but glances at me out of the corner of his eye with a coy grin.
“Leave her alone,” Drew admonishes him tiredly, like an old dad.
Aaron laughs, knowing damn well why Drew wanted two hours with me before we left.
“You could have just said you needed some alone time,” he points out, raising his fingers into air quotes.
Drew narrows his eyes at his brother. “Do you want to see New York City, or would you like a beat down right here on the corner?” But it’s hard for Aaron to take him seriously when Drew’s tone is light and joking and both men start laughing, elbowing and nudging each other like brothers do.
“While a beat down sounds fun, I prefer when that happens in the bedroom, in the form of sex, and from a woman, not my brother,” Aaron lambasts and Drew shakes his head. “Plus, I’m still recovering from the last one.” He points to his eye. The purple has faded, and you’d never even know he had a black eye unless he pointed it out.
“We should’ve taken the car.” Drew sighs, holding my hand as we cross the street.
“Nonsense! Real New Yorkers walk.” I loop my arm through his and lean into him. The weather is turning cooler. Fall is definitely upon us. We still have some warm days, but the cooler, rainy weather tells me those won’t be around for much longer.
“Where are we going?” Aaron scans all the buildings as we pass them.
“Ever heard of Serendipity?” Drew asks.
Both Aaron and I look at him.
“Like the movie?” I ask.
Drew nods.
“Never heard of it,” Aaron says. “But if Gracie has, you know it’s some chick flick.”
I elbow him in the ribs, and he busts out laughing again. I love that we’re all in a good mood and enjoying each other’s company. “We’re really going there?” I ask, almost hopping with excitement. I’ve always wanted to go there, but I never found it reasonable to splurge on something like this for myself.