he leans slightly over me with his face inches from mine. “I came back to have sex with you earlier, but you were sound asleep. Now that you’re awake, though, and have woken up something else…” he glances down his body, “I’m gonna make such sweet love to you that you’re gonna forget you’re even sick.”
Swallowing hard, I make one request. “Okay, Mr. Pratt. I’ll allow you to take advantage of me, but under one condition.”
He looks at me, intrigued.
“No kissing on the lips. We don’t need you sick, too.”
After kissing my cheek and then my neck, he whispers “deal” into my ear.
“Oh, and you only get maybe ten minutes,” I add as his mouth travels down to my chest.
He looks up at me, confused with one eyebrow raised.
“I just took some Nyquil.” I smile.
Sitting back onto his heels, Nolan pulls my silk nightgown up and over my head, then yanks my panties off, throwing them both to the side.
“Guess I better get to work then,” he grins before latching his mouth over my nipple.
Chapter Eight
– NOLAN –
I quietly creep out of bed and quickly grab my clothes for work, careful not to wake Alexa. Within seconds of our midnight romp, she was out cold and didn’t make a peep, other than her adorable snoring, for the rest of the night. She already looked better last night when I got home from work, so I’m feeling confident that with one more day of rest, she’ll be feeling much better.
Just as I pour some coffee into my travel mug, I hear the stairs creek with footsteps. Shocked to hear her coming down the stairs this early, I glance over my shoulder to witness my beautiful fiancé dressed to the nines in a skirt and top.
“Morning, babe,” she cheerfully greets me, pulling a mug down from the cupboard.
“Morning, doll.” I look at her, confused. “Feeling better?”
Alexa reaches up and kisses my cheek.
“Little bit. Thank God for drugs, huh?” she smiles, pouring herself some coffee.
Little bit? She looks pretty damn good to me.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I reply, still puzzled.
Needing to get to work, I wrap my arm around her waist, bringing her body up close to mine. “I’ve got a lot of shit to do at the new gym today, so I’m probably going to be a little late. Are you gonna be okay?”
Although she looks normal, I know damn well that she can’t be feeling up to par. She was sick as hell yesterday.
“Yup, Jamie and I are going shopping after school…I’m good,” she replies with her sweet grin that I wish I had time to indulge in.
I smile, happy that she has someone to hang-out with now that I’m working so much. I fucking hate how much time is being taken away because of the new gym.
“Oh geez…” I sarcastically answer, raising my eyebrows and inhaling deeply, acting like I’m apprehensive about her going shopping. “Let’s not make us go bankrupt just yet…k?”
Of course, this warrants a roll of her eyes and an annoyed look as she answers, “Oh, please. I’m not that bad!”
I laugh since I was just kidding around, and lean over to kiss her gently on the lips.
Damn, I’ve missed these lips. Fuck getting sick, I’m never going a day without feeling them pressed against mine again.
“Have fun, sweetheart. Get whatever you want.” I kiss her forehead. “I’ll see you later...love you,” I tell her before turning and slipping on my shoes near the garage door.
“Love you too,” Alexa responds with a bright smile and adoration in her eyes.
God, I love her!
– ALEXA –
Although I still feel like crap, I force myself out of bed and get ready in my normal attire before heading downstairs. There is no way I am going to spend another day laying around in bed, and if Nolan knows that I still feel crappy, he’d turn me right around and send me back upstairs with no chance of leaving the house until I am back to normal. There’s no way I can afford to miss another day of classes, and I sure as heck am not missing my shopping
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