Page 20 of A Home for Harmony (Blossoms #16)

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“ H ey there, hot stuff.”

“You’re talking to me?” Micah asked, looking behind him when the front door opened at Harmony’s house.

“You’re the only guy on my doorstep,” she said. “Come in and give me a kiss. Can I tell you I missed you?”

He walked in and shut the door behind him. She reached up and put her arms around his neck. “You can tell me that any time you want,” he said.

“Then I did,” she said. She put her lips to his. “I’m so glad this worked out for us.”

“You’re sure it’s okay?” he asked, looking around. The house seemed quiet.

“Erica is with Tucker for the weekend. She normally is, but she’s only a few houses down.”

“Oh,” he said. “Did I know that?”

“No clue. Did you?”

She was laughing at him. “I don’t remember if you said it. You might have. She’ll know I’m here if she leaves the house.”

“It’s ten,” she said. “Erica won’t leave the house. She’s probably in bed.”

“Where you want to be,” he said. “Sorry I worked late.”

“It’s not a problem. I don’t have to get up early tomorrow and you said you didn’t either.”

He had the day off since he covered for someone today who took his shift tomorrow.

Scarlet was staying with her mother, like she always had to do if he was working late.

He didn’t know what time he was going to get out of work, and he didn’t want her home alone.

She’d been with friends or at his house most of her vacation from school, so she should be home with her mother this weekend anyway and he reminded her of that.

“I don’t,” he said. “I have to work on Sunday, but tomorrow is wide open.”

“I like wide open too,” she said. “Take your jacket off. You’re standing here like you’re nervous or something. Why?”

He shrugged and removed his jacket, slid his boots off too. He’d run home and showered and changed before he came here. There was no reason to come in uniform. He had a change of clothes in his car, but they hadn’t talked about whether he was staying, though he wanted to.

“It’s a nice house,” he said. “Big.”

“It’s my father’s,” she said. “You know that. I’ve never had a home of my own. It’s my goal, but I’ve got time yet. I need to be more stable.”

“If you can stay here, why not?” he asked.

A house on the water was worth over two million easily. Though she’d said her father had it for years and property values had increased so much, it’s unlikely he paid that for it.

There he was, thinking older too.

“I can,” she said. “But it still doesn’t feel like my place.

My father doesn’t visit often. Erica has the primary suite on the first floor, which is next to the office.

I’ve got my old bedroom upstairs as my office and then Erica’s old room as my bedroom.

Theo’s old room is where my father stays when he comes now.

I’ll give you a tour if you like, but there isn’t much to see. ”

They moved toward the back of the house and everything was fairly open. Nice and modern too.

He’d bet there’d been some work done on the place in the past few years.

“It’s nice in here. But it doesn’t seem to suit you.”

“Exactly,” she said. “Not that I’m complaining. Erica and I have put our touches on it, but there are things that aren’t my style or taste. The furniture, for one.”

“It looks like a man bought it,” he said.

She pushed her arm into his. “It looks a lot like yours.”

“And I’m a man,” he said.

“Do you want a drink or anything? Food? I don’t even know if you ate.”

“I’m good.”

She grabbed his hand. “Then we can go upstairs and I’ll show you my space.”

“I’d like that.”

He moved up the stairs and down the hall. “This is my office.”

There was a desk in one corner and then some video setup with lights and other things. He had no clue what they were in another corner.

“Nice.”

“Your eyes are glazing over,” she said. “It’s fine. I need that for the light, but I’d rather do most of my filming outside. It’s just not the best time of year for it and it depends on the products I might have.”

“Like what?”

“Well, like makeup. If I have to show myself putting it on like I did for the reason I was in New York City, I’m not doing that outside. But if I’ve got yoga pants on, I always want to film that outside if the weather is nice.”

“Got it,” he said. “Scarlet wants this. She was asking for it yesterday.”

He noticed the thick headband on the table with a few others and the tags on some.

“Take one,” she said.

“They are pretty pricey,” he said. “That’s nuts.”

Harmony laughed and patted his hand. “I got them free. I had to pick them up the other day and do a video on them, which I did. I posted it before I left, then I wore this one on New Year’s Eve. I sent you the picture.”

She did send him a picture of her in a blue jacket and a bright red band on her head. She had two friends next to her when she’d taken the picture. It was funny that Scarlet was asking for it the next day and he wondered something.

“Can you tell me if my daughter follows you?”

“I could,” she said. “If I search her. You don’t know who she follows?”

“No,” he said. “I can’t keep up, but I check her computer. She hates it, but hands it over. It’s a rule. I trust her and all, but I was a teen once too.”

Harmony pulled her phone out. “I’ll check now. Scarlet Barnes, right?”

“Yes. Whose last name did you think she had?”

“I mean her first, silly,” she said, bumping into him again. “Maybe Scarlet is her middle name or something. And here she is. That’s kind of sweet. What do you know? Your daughter is following your girlfriend.” She was laughing.

“Yeah, what do you know?”

She ran her hand over his arm. “Don’t overthink it. At least I know she might like me if the time ever came where I met her. And be the hero and take one of those headbands. I honestly can’t wear them all.”

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Positive. Sometimes I give products away too for others to cross promote for my sponsors with their permission.”

He moved over and looked at the three on the table. Scarlet had actually mentioned one that was purple, so he grabbed that one.

“Thanks.”

“Now that you’re done being your daughter’s hero, you can be mine.”

“How is that?”

“Really, Micah?” she asked. “Do I have to tell you how to do it all?”

She pulled him to her room. Yeah, this was more her style.

It was a soft mint green, her bedspread a mixture of blue and green pastels. There were watercolor artwork pictures on the walls of the water and animals.

Everything in here was light, feminine, and soft. Almost gentle.

Just like he thought of her.

Until she pushed him to sit on her bed. He landed on his ass because he wasn’t expecting the move.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to give you a little blowy,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows.

“What?”

She laughed. “Sorry,” she said. “Maybe that sounded funny to you. We have to work on terminology. How about I just show you instead?”

Harmony got down on her knees and was going after the button of his jeans and tugging them open.

He lifted and pulled them down for her with his underwear, kicking them away, then pulled his shirt over his head.

He was naked on the bed and wanted her to be the same way. Otherwise, it was going to feel more like she was providing him a service rather than enjoying what they could do together.

“You undress too,” he said.

“But it’s cold,” she said.

“I’ll keep you warm,” he said. “Or warm you up after. I promise.”

“You better.” She stood up and pulled her black sweater over her head. Her baggy jeans, ripped at the knees, fell down, revealing underwear he didn’t get to see or admire long.

She had a bra on that was more like a tank top than anything else. Cute and feminine just like her in a soft blue that was up and over her head too.

Her shoulders gave a little wiggle, her tits jiggling.

His eyes didn’t leave the sight of her, but she dropped back down forcing him to follow her.

She slapped both her hands on his knees as if she was diving in and going to work.

It caused him to frown.

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

Her head was lowering when he said the words and she stopped and looked up. “What? Why do you think I don’t want to?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “It’s like you’re only doing it for me.”

“I’m doing it for both of us,” she said, laughing. “But trying to make it fun on top of it. You know that thing people do when they have sex. It doesn’t all have to be serious.”

“No,” he said.

“So loosen up.”

“Maybe I’m not used to being the one getting it,” he said.

She stood up and sighed. “Micah, you’re killing my mojo here.”

He yanked her forward by her hips, his lips kissing the entrance to her hidden secrets.

“You like that,” he said. “Your hands went right to my head.”

“I do like it,” she said. “Just like I know you’ll love it with my mouth on you.”

“I will,” he said. “But now that I started this, I want to continue it.”

“Sixty-nine.”

He stopped and looked up. “What?”

She pursed her lips and exaggeratedly rolled her eyes.

“I know you know what that is,” she said. “Let’s just give the other pleasure at the same time.”

She moved out of his way and got on the bed, he did the same, opposite of her.

His mouth went to her lower lips again, lifting her top leg up and putting it over his shoulder so she was open and spread, his tongue landing on her swollen bundle of nerves.

“Oh boy,” she said. “Something tells me you’ve done this a time or two.”

Micah didn’t want to think about being with other women. He only wanted to be with her.

He was going to tell her that too, but she licked his dick, so he continued to taste her.

He was struggling to concentrate on anything with her mouth sucking him off harder than he thought she was going to do.

But he was doing the same, sucking on her tender flesh, then inserting two fingers inside of her and pumping in and out.

She moaned and the vibration over his dick almost sent him shooting out right then.

When her hand stroked where her mouth had been, he knew he was going to be done in seconds.

He was fingering her hard, curling the tops inside of her and tapping on her inner wall, his mouth moving just as fast.

Her legs were actually shaking and he was pretty sure his were too.

He wanted to tell her he was close, but he’d have to move his mouth from her wetness to do that and didn’t want her to lose what she was so close to giving him.

When he bit down on her gently, she came, then sucked him harder and he had no choice but to follow with her, not even giving her a warning.

She didn’t seem to mind while she continued to taste and swallow him.

When her body stopped pulsing and wiggling around, he moved away, the two of them having released at the same time.

He rolled on his back and she stayed on her side, lifted on her elbow and looking at him.

“Now that was fun,” she said. “So glad you thought of it.”

“Yeah,” he said. “I don’t think that is the case.”

“Sure, it is,” she said. “You just didn’t say it at first. But I could tell you were uncomfortable with me going down on you. Please don’t be that way around me.”

He shifted and got up by her pillow. “I’m not uncomfortable around you, but we are still feeling things out.”

“True,” she said. “I don’t know about you, but that felt damn good.”

He smiled and gave her a kiss, then had her under him before she could stop him. “That felt more than damn good. Maybe that is part of the problem.”

Her hand ran over his hair. “Don’t create problems where there aren’t any.”

He snorted. “There are always problems in life.”

“There are, but we are going to put them out of our minds for the night. I don’t see you much and I only want to focus on us. Okay?”

“Okay,” he said. “Only us.”

Something he’d never had or put first before.

Maybe it was time he started.