Page 107 of So I'll Know
“Fuck,” Sabrina breathes. “I’ve only met Ryan a few times, and I fucking hate him.”
“Amen, sister,” Jeremy growls, his body tense against mine.
When I glance over at him, Jeremy’s looking down, his hair a silver curtain around his face. I feel like he’s been a little off ever since we got back together, but I haven’t really addressed it. I’m still on shaky ground with earning his trust back, and I’m not entirely sure I even deserve it.
We finish the bottle of wine and chat with Sabrina and Laura a little longer, until Jeremy starts to doze off on my shoulder.
“He’s so cute,” Sabrina whispers when she notices him resting at my side.
“I don’t think he’s been sleeping well,” I say with a frown, remembering the way Jeremy tossed and turned last night. “We should probably get going.”
Sabrina nods, and she and Laura stand. I rouse Jeremy gently, and he flushes when he realizes he fell asleep.
“I’m so sorry,” he mutters around a yawn.
Laura waves him off. “Trust me, we’re all tired right now.” She gives Jeremy a knowing look, and I realize that out of everyone, she must understand how he feels the most.
The walk back to Jeremy’s place is slow and full of brief, affectionate touches and breathy giggles. When we arrive, I lockthe door behind us as Jeremy toes off his shoes, struggles out of his coat, and stumbles to the bedroom, falling face-first into bed fully clothed.
“Tired,” he groans into the pillow.
I chuckle and sit so I can pull off his socks. He whines when I roll him over and start to unbutton his jeans, eyeing me sleepily. “Are you about to take advantage of me?” he asks in a husky voice, and I note the half chub in his boxers.
I shake my head. “Absolutely not.” He pouts as I straddle his thighs and start to unbutton his shirt. “You’re exhausted, Jer. You need to sleep.”
“I’d sleep better if I had an orgasm, just saying.” He gives his hips a little thrust, and his cock rubs mine.
Dammit.
I give him a dark look and grab his hips when he tries to thrust again. “You’re incorrigible.” I toss his shirt aside and stand to strip out of my own clothing until I’m in just my underwear.
I lie down next to him and reach for his half-hard cock, and he gives a contented sigh, purring like a kitten. I rub it through the fabric before I spit into my hand and push into his boxers, taking a hold of his hot length.
Jeremy closes his eyes and thrusts into my fist with a needy whine. I stroke him quickly and marvel at the way his body squirms beneath me. So responsive. Fucking perfect. Within minutes, he’s coming with a quiet groan, spilling cum all over my fingers and his stomach.
He reaches for me lazily, but I stop his hand. “No, baby, I’m good. Just relax.”
I crawl off the bed and walk to the bathroom, wetting a warm washcloth. When I return, Jeremy is already asleep, snoring quietly, his lips parted. I wipe his skin clean and pull the comforter over him. But just as I’m about to crawl into bed, my phone buzzes.
I look at the screen, seeing Sebastian’s name. I glance at Jeremy, still resting soundly. I pad out of the bedroom and sit on the couch. T jumps into my lap, purring loudly as I answer the FaceTime call.
“Hey, Seb. What’s going on?”
“Hey!” His face appears on the screen. As usual, he’s in the office even though it’s late. He frowns. “Where are you? Is that a cat?” His frown deepens. “And are you naked?”
Shit.I realize that I shouldn’t have answered a FaceTime while in Jeremy’s apartment.
“Oh, uh, I’m house-sitting for a friend.”
“You have friends?” he asks, looking mock shocked.
“Funny,” I deadpan. Toothless pushes his head against my hand vigorously, and I scratch him absently. “Why are you calling me?”
“I, uhm, wanted to tell you something.”
I glance up at Seb’s tone. “What did you do, Seb?”
He looks guilty. “Well, you remember Charlie’s friend Fiona, right?”
