Page 74 of Heal Me, Love Me

“Yes.”

I kissed him, then caught his lower lip between my teeth before letting go. “Then come.”

Keaton came, spilling over my fist and between us as he rode it out. I kept my hand on him, but moved slower, giving him everything he needed while he clung to me.

When his movement finally slowed, I was already too far gone.

His palm slid around the back of my neck. “Now you.”

I held him close and drove up into him until all I could think about was coming. No Florida. No gym. No future waiting outside the room.

Just him.

His arms around me. His mouth against my jaw. His body taking everything I had left until I buried my face against his throat and came deep.

For a minute, neither of us moved. He stayed in my lap, arms around me, his fingers dragging slowly over my back while I tried to breathe like a normal person again.

I kissed him, then helped him lift off me and ease back onto the mattress. He exhaled hard, and I kissed his shoulder before getting off the bed.

“I’m gonna take a shower.”

He blinked up at me, his hair a mess against the pillow. “Information or invitation?”

“Invitation.” I smirked.

13

Keaton

When I woke up,Rowan was already sitting on the edge of the bed, shoving stuff into his gym bag. Morning light pushed through the gap in the curtains, and for a second, I just watched him. His shoulders were tense beneath his shirt, his focus fixed on what he’d already packed.

“I can feel you staring,” he said, zipping his duffel.

“You should be used to it by now.”

He turned to me, a playful smirk on his lips. “Considering I wasn’t sure we’d ever make it to this point, I won’t take it for granted.”

Neither of us was really the sappy type, but every once in a while, he said something that slipped past my defenses. And since my emotions were already all over the place, that one got to me.

I pushed myself upright and kissed his neck. “What time is Josh picking you up?”

“He’ll be here at eight-thirty.”

I glanced at the clock and saw he had only five minutes before he had to leave. “You should eat first.”

“I already did.”

My brow furrowed. “When?”

“When you were impossible to wake up despite me trying multiple times.”

“I blame you and what you did to me last night.”

“You’re welcome.” He winked.

“You’re entirely too proud of yourself.” I walked over to my suitcase and pulled on a pair of boxers. “So, are you ready for this morning?”

He nodded. “I think so, even if it’s a little intimidating knowing Dante Rivas is going to be working with me.”