I frowned. “What do you mean?”
He grinned, “Watched the first three movies. Know there are more. Refused to watch them until I was with you. So, queue it up.”
I grinned as I grabbed my remote and queued up the next movie in theHarry Potterseries.
He demolished his plate of Cajun pasta and then loaded up a second helping.
After we watched the fourth movie, we both got ready for bed.
And as I watched him remove his prosthesis, I headed to the bathroom and grabbed my bottle of lotion.
Then I dropped to my knees and rubbed the lotion into his skin.
I glanced up when I saw something and then chuckled, “Really? This is turning you on?”
He chuckled. “It’s you. What can I say?”
I shook my head, then stood up, rounded the bed, pulled back the covers, and climbed in.
He settled on his back, then randomly, he asked, “What’s up next?”
I lifted a brow, “What do you mean?”
He smirked, reached across me, to my nightstand, and grabbed my Kindle.
Heat pulled between my legs.
And when I shifted to relieve some of the heat, his nostrils flared, “Yeah?”
I shrugged.
He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me on top of him, my hair fell in disarray around his face.
Those mossy-colored eyes of his stared up into mine, “I’m always up to be inside of you, Star Shine. Swear to Christ, if I could live there, I would.”
I bit my bottom lip in indecision. He caught it and winked. Then he lifted his head and pressed a kiss on my lips, “When I’ve earned you back, then I’ll make love to you.”
I nodded and then kissed him and crawled off of him.
Once I was settled into his side with my head on his chest, he whispered, “Missed this.”
“Me too,” I whispered.
“Night, Star Shine.”
I smiled, “Night, Alexander.”
He hummed, “Missed that too.”
I giggled.
And then... like it was planned, we both fell right to sleep.
***
We were woken up when my phone started ringing, which felt like minutes later.
He groaned as he reached for the nightstand, tagged my phone, and looked at the screen.