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Camden and Paxton finished up with Ripp and Braden so they could join us too. Braden bumped into Carter’s shoulder. “What did I hear about Emma moving in with her brother and me?”
Carter smacked the back of his head. “Not a chance in hell.”
Braden winked at me, and I laughed, turning my focus to Carter. I’d thought about telling him about my permanent move when we were alone, but I was glad everyone found out at the same time. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything,” I said, closing the distance between us. “I wanted it to be a surprise.”
Taking my hands, Carter pulled me into his body. “This is exactly what I needed to hear.” His lips pressed against mine, his voice just above a whisper. “Does this mean you’ll be living with me?”
I bit my lip. “Maybe. Do you want me to?”
His eyes filled with need. “I refuse to let you be anywhere else. We should get home so I can welcome you in properly.”
Reagan snickered under her breath, and I’d forgotten she was still close by. “Okay, TMI,” she groaned. “I heard all of that.”
Turning to her, I fluttered my eyelashes. “Well, you shouldn’t have been listening.”
Reagan shook her head and giggled. “I’m heading out for the night. You two have fun.”
I winked at her. “Don’t worry. We will.”
* * *
The weather was perfect as we headed back to Carter’s house with the windows down and the sea breeze blowing through my hair. Carter had on his black Fightanium ballcap, and I always thought he looked sexy in it.
“When are you going to start taking on more jobs? The last one was with me.”
Squeezing Carter’s hand, I turned to face him, and the wind whipped a sprig of hair in my face. I pushed it aside and smiled. “Soon.”
“Did your ex try calling you anymore after the photoshoot?” he asked, his gaze curious.
Tilting my head back, I couldn’t help but giggle. It seemed like ages ago when we had that photoshoot on the rooftop. The way he got so jealous turned me on, even though I tried to convince myself otherwise. “No,” I answered in all honesty. “I would’ve told you if he did. I’m pretty sure Ryan got the gist when I told him I wasn’t interested.”
Carted lifted my hand and kissed it, his lips warm on my skin. “For a hot second, I thought I was going to have to kick his ass.”
Teasingly, I winked at him. “Someone’s going to be jealous when they see mine and Ryan’s magazine spread next month.”
His eyes twinkled with mischief. “Very. But then, the month after, it’ll be all me and you. I can’t wait to see the pictures.”
“Has Aleah not sent any of the proofs to you?” I asked. I’d been dying to see them too.
Carter shook his head. “Not yet. She said it’ll be sometime next week.”
We arrived at Carter’s house, and he pulled his Range Rover into the garage. I grabbed my bag out of the backseat and he fetched his, slinging it over his shoulder. “My dad wanted us to stop by later so I can tell my mom about my plans.”
A smirk spread across Carter’s face. “Are you going to tell them you’re moving in with me?”
He walked up the steps, and I followed him into the kitchen. “I think that’ll be a given.”
Taking my gym bag, Carter tossed it onto the floor along with his. “We can go over there now if you want. Or …” His gaze landed on my lips. “We can head on up to the shower. Your choice.”
The spot between my legs tightened with need. “Oooh, tough decision.”
Carter lifted me in his arms. “Then I’ll make it for you.”
I straddled his waist, and he carried me into his bedroom, his lips on mine the entire time. The next thing I knew, my clothes were ripped off, and we were in the shower with steaming water cascading all over my body. Carter slowly set me down, my body sliding against his growing cock.
“Who wants to wash up first?” he asked, grabbing his soapy washcloth.
Smiling, I took it from him and rubbed it over my breasts and down between my legs. “I will.” The heat in Carter’s eyes spurred me on even more.
Carter smacked the back of his head. “Not a chance in hell.”
Braden winked at me, and I laughed, turning my focus to Carter. I’d thought about telling him about my permanent move when we were alone, but I was glad everyone found out at the same time. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything,” I said, closing the distance between us. “I wanted it to be a surprise.”
Taking my hands, Carter pulled me into his body. “This is exactly what I needed to hear.” His lips pressed against mine, his voice just above a whisper. “Does this mean you’ll be living with me?”
I bit my lip. “Maybe. Do you want me to?”
His eyes filled with need. “I refuse to let you be anywhere else. We should get home so I can welcome you in properly.”
Reagan snickered under her breath, and I’d forgotten she was still close by. “Okay, TMI,” she groaned. “I heard all of that.”
Turning to her, I fluttered my eyelashes. “Well, you shouldn’t have been listening.”
Reagan shook her head and giggled. “I’m heading out for the night. You two have fun.”
I winked at her. “Don’t worry. We will.”
* * *
The weather was perfect as we headed back to Carter’s house with the windows down and the sea breeze blowing through my hair. Carter had on his black Fightanium ballcap, and I always thought he looked sexy in it.
“When are you going to start taking on more jobs? The last one was with me.”
Squeezing Carter’s hand, I turned to face him, and the wind whipped a sprig of hair in my face. I pushed it aside and smiled. “Soon.”
“Did your ex try calling you anymore after the photoshoot?” he asked, his gaze curious.
Tilting my head back, I couldn’t help but giggle. It seemed like ages ago when we had that photoshoot on the rooftop. The way he got so jealous turned me on, even though I tried to convince myself otherwise. “No,” I answered in all honesty. “I would’ve told you if he did. I’m pretty sure Ryan got the gist when I told him I wasn’t interested.”
Carted lifted my hand and kissed it, his lips warm on my skin. “For a hot second, I thought I was going to have to kick his ass.”
Teasingly, I winked at him. “Someone’s going to be jealous when they see mine and Ryan’s magazine spread next month.”
His eyes twinkled with mischief. “Very. But then, the month after, it’ll be all me and you. I can’t wait to see the pictures.”
“Has Aleah not sent any of the proofs to you?” I asked. I’d been dying to see them too.
Carter shook his head. “Not yet. She said it’ll be sometime next week.”
We arrived at Carter’s house, and he pulled his Range Rover into the garage. I grabbed my bag out of the backseat and he fetched his, slinging it over his shoulder. “My dad wanted us to stop by later so I can tell my mom about my plans.”
A smirk spread across Carter’s face. “Are you going to tell them you’re moving in with me?”
He walked up the steps, and I followed him into the kitchen. “I think that’ll be a given.”
Taking my gym bag, Carter tossed it onto the floor along with his. “We can go over there now if you want. Or …” His gaze landed on my lips. “We can head on up to the shower. Your choice.”
The spot between my legs tightened with need. “Oooh, tough decision.”
Carter lifted me in his arms. “Then I’ll make it for you.”
I straddled his waist, and he carried me into his bedroom, his lips on mine the entire time. The next thing I knew, my clothes were ripped off, and we were in the shower with steaming water cascading all over my body. Carter slowly set me down, my body sliding against his growing cock.
“Who wants to wash up first?” he asked, grabbing his soapy washcloth.
Smiling, I took it from him and rubbed it over my breasts and down between my legs. “I will.” The heat in Carter’s eyes spurred me on even more.
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