Page 22 of Naughty Noelle
“You’re perfect,” he says.
“I think we were pretty perfect together,” I mumble sleepily.
“Did you mean what you said, before? That you’re mine?” Hiro’s voice is quiet, but I hear the small hesitation in his words.
“You’re never going to get rid of me now that I know what you do.” I open my eyes.
His brow crinkles. “You mean the security tech stuff?”
I smile. “Maybe I should have phrased that better. Now that I know what youcando. All of it. Keep me safe, make me happy, give me amazing orgasms.”
“Is that it?” His lips quirk.
“Well, don’t forget about cooking. That bacon was divine.”
He brushes a soft kiss over my lips. “I’ll make sure we have plenty of bacon.” His gaze goes serious. “It’s too soon to tell you this, but I love you, Noelle.”
I kiss him back. “I know, and I love you too. Sometimes we can’t control everything, Hiro. I’ve loved you the day Henry introduced you to our family.”
He flops back on the bed. “Your brother is going to kill me.”
I rise up on my elbow. “No, he won’t. Not when he sees how happy you make me.”
Hiro opens one eye. “I can’t tell him you’re happy because of orgasms and bacon.”
I tilt my head. “Okay, fair. But you can tell him that you make me happy in other ways.”
He pulls me down, cuddling me into his side. “Like what?”
“Like when you took me outside to cut a Christmas tree.” I prop myself up on his chest. “Or that you made me fancy hot chocolate and watched Christmas movies with me while we made decorations all day.”
“All day?” He grimaces before a slow smile crosses his face. “Anything for you.”
THE END
