Taming the Boy Next Door by M. J. Carnal

her against him and he pumped three more times before he exploded.  The strength of his orgasm more powerful that anything he had ever felt.  His head bobbed forward landing on her shoulder, his eyes closed and he smiled.  “That was amazing, Jena.”
    They both fell boneless onto the bed.  He held her against his chest and stroked her hair.  Her breathing evened out and she smiled and she kissed his nipple.  “How soon can we do that again?”  She wiggled against him.
    Caleb chuckled as he pulled her to his mouth.  “Soon.  And a lot.  We have nothing but time.”

Chapter 9
    “So, where is your harem?”  Andi sipped at her beer and looked at Kevin over her sunglasses. 
    “I got my rocks off earlier.  I might be ok for a few hours.”  Kevin never looked her way.  He knew how to win this battle with her.  She was sassy but easily angered.
    “Have you ever actually been with just one woman?”
    “Why would that be fun?”  Kevin turned his head and smiled when she huffed.  “The best part is when I get tired of one, I just move to the other.”
    “A regular Casanova.  You make me swoon.” Andi slid her glasses back in place.
    “Oh honey, it wouldn’t be swooning I’d be making you do.”
    “Oh my God.”  Andi stood to walk away.
    “Keep practicing that phrase.  You’ll be using it.”  He laughed as she stomped away.
    “Smooth.”  Ryan laughed as he took Andi’s seat.  “I need to ask you a very serious question.”
    “Shoot.”  Kevin sat up straighter at the intense tone of his voice.
    Just as Ryan was about to tell him, the doors opened and a blushing Jena and exhausted Caleb stepped from the house.  Mark clapped as the y joined the rest of the group, earning a deeper blush from the doctor that had saved his life.  Caleb pulled her in for a hug.
    “Can you guys have a seat?”  Ryan stood and looked at his friends.  Every one of them froze. 
    Memories of the last announcement he made at the Moretti house ran through their veins like ice water.  Ryan and Layla’s decision to stop fighting the cancer with chemotherapy had brought all of them to their knees.  It had been six months since Ryan had been given his life back with a bone marrow transplant from Kevin.  He seemed healthy and more alive than they had ever seen him.  But as they stared at his face, wrinkled in worry, their hearts sank.
    Caleb pulled Jena into his lap.  His hands shook and Jena kissed them to soothe him.  “Whatever it is, it will be ok.” She whispered as he nuzzled his neck.
    Ryan cleared his throat and reached for Layla.  He pulled her next to him and she sighed.  “I’m sorry to interrupt another party.  I need to ask Kevin a very serious question and I don’t know how else to do this.”  He ran his hands through his hair slowly and looked up at Kevin with a smirk on his face.  “We were just wondering if you would be willing to be the godfather to this 12 week old baby Layla is carrying.”
    Kevin jumped up and punched him in the arm before pulling him into a hug.  Sophie screamed and ran toward Layla.  Stunned, Caleb just looked at them.  A tear rolled down his face and he smiled.  Mark leaned down and whispered in his ear.  “That will be you someday bud.”
    Caleb turned to look at Mark.  A father someday?  His friends were all married, getting married, having babies.  It seemed so farfetched.  But as he looked at Jena, laughing and hugging Layla, he realized that she could be the real thing.  His heart thundered in his chest.  He knew he loved her the minute he saw her.  He had been doing exactly what he feared she would do.  He had been running from the truth for months.  He put his head into his hands and Mark patted him on the back.  “It hurts when you finally figure it out, doesn’t it? It’s actually painful.”  Mark laughed and walked away.
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    Jena leaned into Caleb and shivered.  The moon had been up for a few hours and a blanket of stars