Page 143

She stops and unlinks her arm from mine.Why?
I can hear our men catching up to us, lost in their own conversation. So I quickly tell her about how Damon had me fill out those mock forms. I was in the middle of realizing I was incredibly unhappy at the firm, that I really should have just followed my own dreams of becoming a doctor, when Kane surprised me. Her face falls flat at the mention of Kane’s name. “I know it feels sudden to everyone else, but I think I’ve been unhappy for a very long time there. I kept pressing on because if I just smiled, it would be okay.”
Raven nods, but her brows are still knitted together, her caramel gaze locked on mine. “N…Not s-s-sudden for…you.”
I shake my head. “No, it was not.”
Her hands come up again.But areyouhappy?She signs, putting an emphasis on ‘you’ by placing her index finger on my pendant, not my skin.
It’s my turn for my brows to knit together. “I think I’m getting there, honestly. I was up all morning filling out med-school applications. I don’t know. I see you living your dream, watch Jonas on the telly, and see Mav being a total badass, and I want that for me as well.”
Dreams can change. I think… I think a part of me really wants to be a mom.She laughs.I can’t believe I'm saying this, but I want a big family. I want… I want everything that was almost taken away from me.
I gasp. Tears spring into my eyes. “You’re being an arse, Raven. I don’t want to cry, but goddamnit, that was intense.”
She grins, wiping away a tear of her own.It’s okay if our dreams change, Sabrina. Want to know why?
“Hmm?”
“Be…cause in m-my dreams, you’re st-st-still by my s-side.”
And so, there on the busy streets of Fifth Avenue, I tug my best friend to me as tight as I can. The skin of her arms is touching mine, my face is in her hair, and she hugs me back just as fiercely. And somehow, while parts of me are being chipped away, other parts are being mended back together – frazzling me.
I pull away from her, and she wipes my tears away with the pad of her thumb. “I know we have our men. But I knew you were my soul-twin the second we met.”
“Yin…” she points to me, then herself “and yang.” She breathes, and I nod. She laces her hands through mine again and turns forward so we can continue walking. I look over my shoulder at the guys and make a motion for them to follow us, mentally thanking Parker for knowing I needed a second with Raven and – and for not interfering.
We have lunch at the upscale cafe, then Parker drives us home to Brooklyn Heights. I sit in the passenger seat while the lovebirds sit in the back. Parker and Jonas talk about Sportsball Things & Stats, while Raven and I listen in. Very smoothly, I grab Parker’s hand to hold. But it doesn’t feel right. I slip off my glove and try again – sighing happily when it feels like the most natural thing in the world. Parker smiles that panty-melting smile, and that’s exactly what I do - I melt.
We part ways when we arrive in Brooklyn, and we each go to our own homes.
Watching a man as large and imposing as Parker become breathless and whimpering – trying not to come while I'm massaging his balls, and the tip of his cock is down my throat – has to be the most empowering thing ever.
"Fuck baby, you gotta... Sabrina,fuck." His upper lip goes up in a snarl before his lashes flutter. "Yousuck my dick so good, baby."
It's like listening to my favorite song on repeat. Like baking the best recipe on the first try. Like watching the first snowfall of the year. Loving this man feels like all of my favorite things.
And I really like making him come.
"Don't fucking stop. That's it, baby. Don't stop. Just like that. Just like that... Oh FUCK!"
I take as much more of him as I can when his hips piston in a jerky rhythm, curling around me until he falls limp, hands sliding from my hair to his sides. I lick up the barbells on his shaft and kiss the crown. He twitches and lets out a soft groan, running his fingers through his hair.
"Holy shit. I think you ate my soul."Tucking himself back into his jeans, he taps his thigh with his two fingers. "Come here."
I climb up and settle into his lap, my back against the arm of the couch, my knees up and feet planted on the sofa.
He nuzzles his face into my neck and kisses my clavicle. The silence between us stretches for a few minutes, but it’s not overwhelming. Sitting in silence with Parker has always felt like a special gift we share. With another kiss to my temple, still cradled in his lap, he asks, "Are you okay?"
I nod, knowing that he’s asking about all of it, not just my throat. I run my thumb along my bottom lip before answering. "I know quitting the firm may have been spontaneous, but it didn't feel spontaneous to me." I reiterate to him exactly what I told Raven.
Rubbing his enormous hand over my thigh, his forehead creases, but I press my thumb to it. "So medical school, huh?"
"I really need you to teach me self-defense. Kane is still in New York – who knows for how long? He already found me once easily, Parker. I don't want to be caught off guard again. Because what if next time, it isn't him? What if it's one of the goons in the Syndicate?"
"Goons, huh? Mafia wife through and through."
I laugh and place a hand on his neck, peering into his glittering, beautiful eyes. "Shut up. I'm serious. They have Watchers everywhere, you know?"