Quincy

Pizza has never tasted this good. Or maybe it’s because Cohen’s eating me again as I eat. It’s been like this since the first time on the bench. He can’t get enough of me and I’m not complaining. We had sex again on his couch while waiting for the pizza to arrive, and once more of his kitchen island when I went to grab plates. He lifted me onto the marble, and took me so hard I had to hold onto the tall faucet so I wouldn’t slide off the other side.

Now, he has me kneeling on his shoulders as he sits on the floor in front of me. I’m loving it all, even if I may not be able to walk tomorrow.

“You need to eat.”

“I am eating,” he tells me with that damn smirk, leaving my clit for a moment.

“Food, Cohen. Food.”

“When you come on my tongue at least once.”

He could get me there faster if he added his fingers again, but I’m pretty sure he wants to know his mouth is all he needs. It is. I drop my pizza back onto the plate as I get close. My hands are once again in his perfect black hair, pulling it as I come again.

I wait until he grabs a piece of pizza from the table behind him before sliding off the couch and right onto his perfect cock. It fits me like it was made for me, and yes, I’m a little addicted to it.

“Babe.”

“Eat your pizza while I fuck you.”

“I knew you were sexy, but this is a whole new level. If I’d known your pussy was going to be my perfect match, I might’ve pulled you into that pool with me. Pulled down your scrubs and fucked you against the wall.”

“I wouldn’t have let you then.”

“Now you will, won’t you? We would go down there right now.”

“Not tonight. It’s too far.”

He just laughs and kisses me. I can taste myself on his lips like I did earlier. I want him wearing my scent, smelling like me so other women know he’s spoken for. It’s crazy and I know it’s not going to happen, because we’re professionals. But, I still want it.

“Fuck, Quince,” Cohen yells before coming hard inside of me.

“Always a yes to that.”

“I need food. Don’t let me near your pussy until I’ve eaten at least two pieces. I’m getting lightheaded but I want more. Now.”

“I could suck you off again.”

“Later. I know you’re trying to kill me, but my son needs me.”

“I need you too, so I’m not trying to kill you. Maybe incapacitate you for a few hours, but never death.”

“I need you too. Not just for this.”

He says those words and it warms me from the inside out. Before I remember he doesn’t love me. Maybe it’s too soon, but I know I love him. He cares, but it’s not love. I can wait for him to love me. I can, because I have to. I’m confident he’ll get there.

“Where’d you go?” he asks, taking a bite of his pizza while looking worried.

“Just thinking about stuff.”

“Us?”

“Is there an ‘us’ or is this just a fling for you?”

He sets down his pizza and takes my face in his hands. “Not a fling. You’ve ruined me for anyone else, Quince. Completely and totally ruined me.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

We kiss for a few minutes, before forcing ourselves to eat. Once we’re actually in his bed, we cuddle into each other and talk. Yes, talk. We have hours left to have each other again, and we both know it.

“What’s your favorite color, Quince?”

“Emerald green. Yours?”

“Whatever color you’re wearing.”

“Smooth,” I tell him, rolling his eyes. “Real answer please.”

“Blue. The blue of the ocean or a pool. All shades of blue.”

“I kind of guessed that.”

“I didn’t guess green, but I’m glad to know. What’s your favorite movie?”

“Hmm…that’s harder to pick, but I’d have to say Wonder Woman.”

“I haven’t seen it yet.”

I pop out of bed so fast, he’s left scrambling after me. “Sorry, but that’s a deal breaker.”

“You’re not going to offer to watch it with me? Borrow me your DVD?”

I stop with a dress in my hands. “Would you like to watch it tomorrow with the kids?”

“Definitely,” he says, taking the dress from me and tossing it across the room.

I let him take my hand and lead me back to his bed. After snuggling me back against him, he kisses the top of my head. God, I love him so much.

“Okay. Proceed.”

“My favorite movie is A New Hope.”

“I’m partial to the Ewoks, but I do love the first one.”

“I totally love that you knew what I was talking about.”

“Tried and true nerd here.”

“Have you ever been to a con before?”

“Duh. You?”

“I lived in San Diego.”

“Doesn’t mean you could get tickets. I had to work hard for mine every year.”

He gets a strange look on his face and nods. “I got tickets.”

“Nice. Maybe we can go together next year.” I said that without thinking, so I try to save face. “I mean, if we see each other there, we could say hello or something.”

“You think you’re scaring me by talking about being together next year?”

“I don’t know. I honestly don’t.”

* * *

Cohen

I’ve fucked up. I knew I shouldn’t have let this date go off the rails, but what was I going to do? I took and left her wanting. Leaving her that way would’ve been worse. Or maybe it wouldn’t have. All I know is I have to fix this now.

“I’m not going anywhere. I want to go to do everything with you. I told you this wasn’t just about sex and I meant it. Plan things for us. All the things. I’m there.”

“I believed you about this being more, especially after you thought I only wanted you for your body. Even after I said what I said. But, I didn’t know if you had an expiration date for this. We haven’t talked about our past except for the kids’ other parent.”

Yeah, I still feel like an ass for questioning what she really wanted from me. She said she loves me and I asked if it was just for my body. She’s right about our past and yeah, she’s right to be nervous. I need to let her know this is different.

“Before Shane, I fucked around because I could. After Shane, I felt I had to. I love sex, but I wasn’t going to bring just anyone home to meet my kid. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be in that place.”

“Are you sure you are now?”

“Yes, and not just because you pushed me into that pool. I mean, that was definitely hot and badass, but I just wanted to fuck you then.”

“I wanted to punch you. Repeatedly.”

“Duly noted.”

“What changed?”

“Seeing you with Bianca, seeing you doing your job, knowing you’re a good friend. The list goes on and on. You’re not scared of me having a son.”

“Not at all.”

“What changed your mind about me?”

“Seeing you with my daughter and your son. Having my friends tell me you’re a good guy. That damn smirk of yours.”

I can’t help but laugh. “I knew you loved it.”

“Love might be too strong of a word. Combined with that little cleft in your chin and your perfect hair, I might admit to liking it a lot.”

“Well, if you can talk about my hair, can I talk about your tits and ass?”

“If you must. They’re both small and unremarkable.”

“Maybe small, but I have lots of words—perfect, sexy, beautiful.”

“Thank you,” she says, ducking her head.

“You don’t get to thank me for telling the truth.”

“I don’t have to, but I’m going to anyway.”

“What’s your favorite food? I’m going to guess chicken, since you’ve made it twice this week.”

“It works with rice and pasta, which I would probably name as my favorites. You?”

“Peanut butter on white bread. I love it.”

“I’ll make you your own plate for dinner.”

“I’d love you forever if you did that. Seriously,” I tell her, then freeze. Shit.

She flinches, but moves on. “Favorite drink? I’m going to guess Mango smoothie.”

“Yep. I lo-like them a lot.”

“I noticed.”

She notices everything and right now I wish she didn’t. “I’m going to say lemonade for you.”

“Yes.”

How am I supposed to overcome the elephant in the room? My heart can’t be bought with a peanut butter sandwich. I just said it could. Over everything else she’s done and showed me.

“You’re amazing.”

“Oh. So are you.”

“No, I mean it. A man would be lucky to have you even sitting next to him. I know how fucking lucky I am, even if I don’t say the right things. Or the things you want to hear.”

“I only want to hear the words when you mean them. I don’t want you saying them because you think you have to.”

Damn, I’m falling more and more each day. Hell, I need to just admit it. I’m already there. Fuck being scared of how soon it is. It’s not.

“I love you.”

“You do?”

“Yes. Completely and totally yes. I thought it was too soon, but I feel it and I need you to know it.”

“Does this mean you’re my boyfriend now?”

“I’ve been that all week, even if we didn’t use the official names. At least, I feel like I have been.”

“Me too.”

“I have a few demands,” I let her know, smirking because they’re good ones.

“I’m listening.”

“If you’re not with a patient, I want lunch every day. In the caf, in your office, or in mine. Don’t care as long as I get to hold your hand in the hallways.”

“I can agree to that.”

“Good. I also want breakfast and dinner. We’ll have to ease into spending nights together with the kids, but we can share meals.”

“Unless I have a girls night out, or B asks me to spend time alone with her, that’s also a yes.”

“Same with Shane. He has to come first.”

“Agreed.”

“I want to spoil you sometimes. More than acting out your book scenes, which I love by the way. I’m guessing your ex threw money and stuff at you to try and keep you doing what he wanted. This isn’t that—I simply want to surprise you and make you smile.”

“We’ve gone off scene, but I’m not complaining. And okay, as long as you can afford it, spoil me. I know you’re not Rick, and it won’t be the same.”

“I’m making the scenes my own, and it’s spectacular.”

“It is. Am I allowed to make some demands?”

“Of course.”

“I need everything from you. Your beautiful brain, your sweet words, and yes, your glorious cock.”

“That’s it?”

“I was going to ask you to walk around shirtless because your abs are the things of fantasies, but I was trying not to objectify you.”

“You’re allowed, since I know it’s not all you care about. Shirtless, it is.”

She bites her lip before speaking again. “Can you not shave on the weekends. I love the way your stubble feels on my skin.”

“Done.”

“I think I’m all talked out for right now,” she says, pulling me on top of her.

“Me too.”

We spend the rest of the night showing each other our love. It’s perfect and everything I once dreamed of. Well, along with diving. I had to give up that dream, but this one is the perfect replacement.