Page 28 of Never Stop

I smiled, loving how she felt the same way for me as I did for her. “You should really stop before you don’t get your nap because I’m fucking you instead.”

She stared into my eyes for a beat. “Fuck it. I’ll drink coffee on the way so I don’t fall asleep.”

“So what was your kryptonite? Was it theDiet Coke?” I joked.

She laughed. “You’re silly.”

“I need to know, Superwoman, so I can keep it in my bag of tricks.”

“You really don’t need tricks. But being sweaty is definitely a plus.”

I chuckled. “Good to know. Now, in the shower or on the bed?”

“Seeing as you need a shower and we’re on a time crunch—”

“Shower it is.” I grinned.

I tugged her into our en-suite bathroom, and she stepped around me to turn on the water. I watched her ass as she bent over, turning the shower on. Her curves were tempting me, arousing me and causing me to ache for her. I couldn’t wait to slip inside her, burying myself till I couldn’t go any further.

“God I missed you,” I confessed as I lifted her shirt and tossed it on the floor.

“I missed you too.” She started to work the button of my shorts.

“I’ve missed this.”

“Missed what?” she asked, not looking up as she continued working my shorts.

“Us. Sex. You know?”

I felt her fingers stop. “Radiation kicked my ass. It’s still kicking it.”

Reaching down, I began working the button and then the zipper on her shorts. “You seem like you’re more energetic.”

“I’m… I’m just pushing myself. I want to live my life and not have the tumor and radiation hanging over me. Part of me thinks that ifIfeel good, I can’t have FAP.”

I stopped tugging on her shorts and grabbed her face between my hands, making sure we were looking at each other. “I’m not sure it works that way, Superwomen.”

“It has to,” she breathed.

I wrapped her in my arms, holding her tight. She didn’t know how strong she was, but I knew.

“I know I’m strong and a fighter,” she said.We were so in tune that she’d read my thoughts.“It’s just that we have something good and I don’t want to burden you with more.”

“Burden?” I asked, pulling her closer as though there was still space between us. “You’re not a burden. And God forbid if you do have FAP, but then I will be there every step of the way.”

Her eyes were starting to gloss over. “Promise?”

“With all my heart. Now, can we take a shower and forget about this until we know for sure?”

She gave a tight smile. “We can shower, but I don’t think I can forget about the C word.”

“Challenge accepted.”

We weretotallylate to my parents’ place.

When we arrived at my folk’s, Avery was already there. He always comes over for the weekly dinners because even though his last name is Scott, he is a Crawford. He’s my brother.

“Uncle A, where’s Nicole?” Cheyenne asked the moment she saw Avery in our parent’s kitchen.