Page 31 of Knot Your Sunshine (Snugverse Romcom #2)

Chapter twenty-nine

Josh

My phone buzzes in my pocket as I round the corner toward our office. I pull it out, nearly dropping it in my eagerness.

My heart rate picks up. I swipe to open it, and grin.

"Guys, did you see?" The words burst out of me as I reach the office and push through the door.

Keanu's sprawled on the couch, one arm behind his head, boneless. Noa stands by the window, but something's different about him. His shoulders sit lower. The line of his spine curves instead of that usual rigid posture.

They both turn to me.

"We saw." Noa's voice carries a warmth I rarely hear. "Numbers are holding strong. Excellent revenue across all locations."

"Excellent is underselling it." Keanu sits up, feet hitting the floor. "The franchises are absolutely crushing it."

I scroll through the report on my phone again. "The attribution data per location is still experiencing delays though. Can't tell which specific locations are outperforming yet. But overall?" I look up, grinning so wide my face hurts. "This is incredible. Better than we could have imagined."

The success feels surreal. Mia's going to be so excited.

"Can I tell her?" The question tumbles out before I think about it. "The good news?"

Noa turns from the window, and the expression on his face is soft, content. Something I haven't seen since we sold our company.

"Of course. You'll probably find her at the rooftop spa." His mouth curves. "She was worn out after our date, so I booked the whole place for her."

Keanu shifts forward on the couch, elbows on knees. "Hold on a second, Josh. Mr. Mysterious here still hasn't said a word about his date in the half hour he's been back. Let's make him spill."

"No need. Since you're both here now, I'll tell ya…" Noa walks to the bar, pours himself water. Takes a long drink. We wait.

"Well?" Keanu demands.

"Come on, tell us." My voice comes out strangled.

He leans against the bar, and his whole face transforms with a private smile. "I took her to the lovers' cave."

The room goes silent. I hear the ocean through the windows. My own breathing.

"The cave?" Keanu's voice drops to almost a whisper. "You showed her the glowing cave?"

"It was..." Noa pauses, searching for words. "Magical."

"Holy shit." Keanu runs both hands through his hair. "That's... that's huge. We've never taken anyone there. I didn't even know that was on the table."

"She's not just anyone anymore though." Noa meets my eyes. "Is she?"

My throat tightens. "Definitely not. She's one of us now."

"Amen to that," Keanu says quietly. "Our omega."

The phrase hits me like a shot of pure caffeine straight to the veins, the possessive surge that follows surprising me. Mine. Ours.

"Josh?" Keanu's watching me, mouth quirked. "You okay there?"

"Yeah." My voice comes out rougher than expected. I clear my throat. "I'm going to find her. Tell her about the results."

I'm already moving toward the door.

"Josh?" Noa's voice stops me at the threshold.

I look back.

"She's going to be so happy," he says simply.

My chest expands with purpose. Making her happy. That's the only thing my alpha tells me matters now.

Our omega.

* * *

My lungs burn as I burst through the rooftop door. The humid air hits me first, then the view steals what little breath I have left.

She's submerged to her shoulders in the jacuzzi, eyes closed, face tilted toward the sky.

Steam rises around her like incense. Behind her, the infinity pool bleeds into the horizon.

Mountains cascade into jungle on one side, ocean stretches endlessly on the other.

And Mia sits at the center of it all, glowing like the sun in her own solar system.

Her lashes flutter at the sound of my footstep. When she sees me, her whole face lights up in a way that makes my chest feel too small.

"Well, hello there." Her voice carries that sleepy, satisfied quality that makes me think of lazy Sunday mornings. "Don't tell me my day is about to get even better."

"Actually..." I can't stop grinning. "It is."

Her smile widens, and she pats the water beside her. "Well, don't just stand there. Come in. The water's incredible."

My brain stalls. She wants me to—? I glance down at my clothes. I'm not wearing swim trunks, I—

Oh come on, Josh. Your omega is waiting for you, with those eyes...

Before I can overthink it, I'm kicking off my shoes and yanking my polo over my head.

My belt hits the floor with a clatter. She watches me strip down to my boxer briefs, her gaze trailing over my chest, my stomach, lower.

Heat that has nothing to do with the weather colors my cheeks as I slide into the bubbling water.

"So tell me, tell me." She shifts closer, water lapping at her collarbones. Her hand finds my thigh underwater, squeezing.

"Day two results are in." I try to keep my voice steady despite her touch.

"The attribution data per location still isn't available, so we can't tell whether your franchises or his are outperforming, but.

.." I pause for effect. "Total revenue exceeded projections across all locations by so much that it doesn't really matter. Your brand is thriving, Mia."

Her eyes go wide, lighting up with excitement. "How far are we over projections?"

I lean in until my lips brush her ear, then whisper the number.

She gasps, jerking back to stare at me. "What? My salon, my—my processes are generating that?"

"Every penny. You created something extraordinary, Mia."

"Grandma created it." Her voice drops to a whisper, eyes going glassy. "I just modernized what she taught me." She blinks rapidly, a tear rolling down her cheek. "We're doing it. I can't believe we're really doing it."

"Yes, you are." I cup her face, thumb catching the tear. She looks so vulnerable, so achingly beautiful. "Come here."

She flows into my arms, her head fitting perfectly into the curve of my shoulder. Her body molds against mine, and I hold her while happy tears dampen my skin.

Then my body decides to betray me spectacularly.

I go from emotionally overwhelmed to physically, embarrassingly hard in about two seconds flat. Right against her stomach.

"Oh god." I jerk back, face burning hotter than the jacuzzi jets. "I'm so sorry. That's not—I didn't come here for—" The words tumble out in a panicked rush. "You were just against me and my body just... reacts to you."

Her laugh rings out, and she wipes tears with her forearm, still giggling. "Josh." She frames my face with both hands. "It's okay."

"It's not okay. You were having a moment and I—"

She kisses me. No warning, just her mouth on mine, deep and sure. And when her hand slides down between us, finding me through the soaked cotton, I nearly swallow my tongue.

"Mia..." Her name comes out strangled.

"Shh." She nips my lower lip, fingers exploring, stroking through the wet fabric. My hips jerk involuntarily. "Now," her voice drops to a purr that shoots straight to my groin, "how about we continue where we left off last time?"

"Are you—"

"I'm already so wet for you, Josh." She takes my hand, guides it between her legs, under her bikini. "Feel."

Fuck.

Even in the water, she's slick, swollen, ready. My fingers instinctively slide through her folds and she gasps against my mouth. Heat floods my face, I must be crimson.

"I want you to take me," she breathes against my ear. "Right here. Right now."

"Are you sure? We can just—"

"I want you." Each word comes with a kiss: jaw, throat, the spot below my ear that makes me shudder. "Inside me. Now."

She pushes me back against the jacuzzi wall, water sloshing as she straddles me. My hands shake with excitement as I untie her bikini top, letting it float away. She's already working my boxers down, both of us fumbling underwater until nothing stands between us.

I grab her tits. God they're perfect… so round and plump. When I take her nipple into my mouth, she arches with a gasp that goes straight to my cock. I switch to the other breast, rolling the abandoned peak between my fingers.

"Josh," she moans. "That feels... oh god, don't stop."

Her hand wraps around me underwater, stroking with a rhythm that has stars bursting behind my eyelids.

"Fuck... I could worship these forever, Mia." I suck harder, making her cry out.

She can't wait anymore. When she sinks down onto me in one smooth motion, we both freeze, overwhelmed. The heat, the tightness, the perfect fit. It nearly ends me right there.

"God," she breathes against my neck. "Josh, you're so hard..."

"How could I not be?" I grip her hips as she starts to move up and down on my cock, water splashing over the edge with each movement.

"Mia," I gasp. "You feel incredible. My knot's already—"

"I feel it." She rolls her hips, taking me deeper, and we both groan. "You're stretching me so perfectly. Fuck, I can feel your knot swelling."

She moves like water itself, fluid and graceful, setting a pace that has me gripping the hot tub edges for control. The angle gives me the perfect view: her breasts bouncing with each movement, her gorgeous face transformed by pleasure, lips parted on little gasps that drive me wild.

My hands slide up her back, pulling her harder against me. She arches, pressing those perfect breasts against my chest. I can feel her nipples, hard peaks dragging against my skin with each roll of her hips.

"That's it," she encourages, moving faster now, more desperate. "Let me hear you, Josh. I want to hear what I do to you."

The way she moves, the little sounds escaping her throat, her tight vagina gripping me… it's too much and not enough. I thrust up harder to meet her and she cries out, nails digging crescents into my shoulders.

"Mia, I'm—"

"Close," she gasps, her rhythm fracturing, becoming wild. "Josh, I'm going to—"

She shatters in my arms, her walls clenching around me in waves. The sight of her coming undone sends me over the edge. I bury my face in her neck, muffling the sound that tears from my throat as I empty myself inside her.

We stay locked together in the bubbling water, both panting, trembling with aftershocks. Her fingers play with the wet hair at my nape, sending little shivers down my spine.

"You know," she says eventually, voice lazy with satisfaction, "I think we should make this the standard news delivery method."

I laugh, pulling her impossibly closer. "I'll check my email more often then."

"Please do."