Page 70 of Forever Mine
I must doze off because the next time I open my eyes, I’m lying half-draped over him.
“What time is it?”
His hand glides hypnotically up and down my spine. “Almost five.”
I try to muster enough energy to get up, but my muscles refuse to work. “You heading out?”
He leaves for his morning run around this time. It doesn’t matter if it’s raining. Thunderstorms are the only things that will interrupt his routine.
“I’m happy right where I am.”
Me, too.
Our first class today, one we have together, isn’t until nine, which means we have plenty of time for a nap.
“I think you broke me.”
His chest shakes when he chuckles. “Last night was incredible.”
Incredible doesn’t cut it.
“It was actually today, if you want to get technical.”
Heat stings my ass cheek when he spanks me. I retaliate by biting his nipple and am shocked when I feel him harden. How is that possible?
He shrugs when I gaze up at him with wide eyes.
“I have no control over him when it comes to you.”
Julien bursts out laughing when my dick pokes his hip. Apparently, I suffer from the same predilection. Unfortunately, I’m too sore and too exhausted to go another round. I’m also starving.
“I need sustenance.” When I try to move, my skin sticks to his. We also stink of sex. “Scratch that. Shower first. Then pancakes. And coffee. Lots and lots of coffee. Then a nap.”
When I lift up to kiss him, Julien palms my cheek, his countenance sober. “I think you should talk to someone.”
Not to just anyone, but a therapist. The one I used to go to is back in Highland, which isn’t very convenient.
“I want to talk to Dad first, but I’ll drop by the CU student wellness center after bio and see what programs they offer.”
A severe frown mars his brow. “I need to tell you something, but I’m not sure if now is the right time.”
His grave tone alerts me that whatever it is isn’t good.
“Tell me.”
Dropping his head to the pillow, his chest expands then deflates with a deep sigh. “Beverly was here.”
I sit up. So does Julien.
“My mom, Beverly?”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“Yesterday.”
I don’t understand. “She was here? Likeherehere?”
