Page 62 of Suddenly Beck

It had been two days since Mel and I met to discuss the restaurants future, and it had been non-stop since then. We’d met with a solicitor who was drawing up the papers, and I’d started the process to release funds from my accounts. Although we’d agreed to keep my financial involvement in Sully’s just between us, we’d also agreed she needed to be honest with the family about the previous manager Scott and the current situation they were in.

Unfortunately, with Quinn at Uni in Exeter and Reed working double shifts at the Royal Cornwall hospital in Truro, we’d had to hold off a few days until we could get everyone together in one place, which also involved Georgie and Ryan as Mel considered them her family too.

I’d barely had time to see Beck either. While Mel has been dealing with the police, I’ve been dealing with suppliers and accounts and a dozen other things to ease some of Mel’s burden, all while coming up with a marketing and relaunch plan for the restaurant, which is still closed.

Tilting my wrist, I glance at my watch and tap at a few more keys. I have about an hour before I need to be at Mel’s. I’ll feel better once she tells the others about what’s going on.

There’s a sudden knock at the door, and I look up.

‘Come in,’ I call out, wondering if Bea needs something.

However, I’m pleasantly surprised when the door opens, and I find Beck standing there.

‘Hey,’ I say softly, my smile wide and genuine.

‘Hey.’ He returns my smile and steps into the room closing the door behind him before crossing the room. ‘Been shopping?’ He nods at the packaging strewn across the floor.

‘Well, it’s not six thousand miniature cocktail umbrellas and an inflatable flamingo, but Amazon’s one day delivery does come in handy.’ I grin.

I close the laptop and move it to the bedside table, so I don’t knock it to the floor as he kicks off his shoes and climbs onto the bed next to me. I lay back as he stretches out along the length of my body, his face hovering above mine.

‘Hey,’ he murmurs again, the soft pads of his fingers stroking my jaw. ‘I’ve been thinking about you.’

‘What a crazy coincidence.’ I grin, unable to contain my smile. ‘Because I’ve been thinking about you too.’

His lips brush mine as he leans in, the kiss soft and sweet, with none of the heat of the other night. Well, okay maybe a little heat. But it’s more tender, as if he’s re-familiarising himself with the shape of my lips and the taste of my mouth.

Unable to help myself, I groan into his mouth and lift my hands tangling them in his hair as he wraps his arms around me.

‘Umm,’ he hums against my mouth as he brushes kisses against my lips. ‘I’ve barely seen you in days.’

‘I’ve been busy,’ I pant softly between kisses.

My neck arches involuntarily as he nips and sucks at the tendon in my neck, his hand gliding down my body until he reaches the hard bulge in my jeans.

‘Too busy for this.’ He nips my neck sharply, making me shudder as he soothes the small mark with his tongue.

I’m not even sure what the sound is that escapes me as he rubs me through my jeans lips covering mine once more, and I’m lost to his soft lazy kisses. I feel him tug at the buttons of my jeans, popping them open.

‘What the?’ I hear Beck laugh, followed by, ‘Oh my god.’

My eyes snap open, and I see him looking down at my open fly with an amused smile, and a second later, I remember what boxers I put on this morning.

‘Shit,’ I mumble in embarrassment as I grab the hem of my t-shirt and pull it down, trying to cover my crotch.

‘No, no, please let me see.’ Beck grins.

‘Shit.’ I half laugh half groan as I grab his face in my hands and draw his gaze away from my crotch. I plaster my lips to his to distract him, and for a second, it works, and he kisses me deeply, but just as I’m sinking into the feel of his tongue in my mouth, he chuckles against my lips, pulling back and shaking his head.

‘No, it’s no good, these are too good to be true, I have to see.’ He grins, wrestling my hands away from my dick as I try to cover myself.

Finally, I give up and let him look as I blush bright red.

‘I love them.’ He laughs in delight as he stares down, and sure enough, there is Kermit the frog flipping him the finger. ‘Please tell me you have more.’

‘Shut up.’ I laugh as I cover my face in mortification.

‘Never.’ He smiles as he pulls my hands away from my face, and his merry eyes lock on mine, holding my gaze. ‘Nat, there’s not a single thing about you I’d change.’