CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Nora
COLBY IS SITTING on the edge of the bathtub watching me while I get ready for my bachelorette party tonight. I peek over my shoulder in her direction. “Are you excited to have a sleepover at Nannie and Papa Jack’s house with Ella, Matthew, and Bailey, Lucy’s daughter?” I ask. My parents are ecstatic to have a house full of kids tonight. It’s all my mom could talk about all week. I, on the other hand, am dreading being away from Colby and Hank for the night.
“I can’t wait to help Nannie with baby Matthew.” She smiles over her mug. Colby absolutely adores Matthew, Brooke and Brian’s new baby boy. She dotes on him when we meet up with Brooke for mommy and me yoga. I can tell she wants a baby brother or sister so bad. The way Hank and me have been going at it, she’s going to be a big sister before she knows it.
I give my hair one last spritz of hair spray then join Colby by the bathtub. “Come here my sweet girl, I need some Colby cuddles before Nannie gets here.” I hold my arms out wide. Colby jumps down from the tub then climbs into my lap and gives me a big squeeze. “I’m going to miss my Colby cuddles tonight.” Hank has been working late the past week, so Colby has been sleeping in our bed.
“I’m gonna miss you, Mommy.” She hugs me tighter.
“I will be at Nannie and Papa’s first thing in the morning, then we can spend all day together before the wedding, okay?” I say trying to ease both our minds.
“Promise?” she asks.
“I promise.”
* * *
“Come on Zoe, get out from underneath Dylan and open up,” I call out, banging on her apartment door.
The door opens and, Dylan, Zoe’s new boyfriend, appears in the opening. “For your information, she was on top,” he says with a self-satisfied grin. Dylan was the cop Zoe had been flirting with at the donut shop she works at. They finally got together and have been fucking like rabbits for the past few weeks. He also works at the Second with Hank and Brian. There must be a hotness requirement at the Second, because I have never seen so many hot cops working at one precinct in my life.
“Dylan, you’re making her do all the work. Tisk tisk,” I say, shaking my head.
“She was just giving me a rest after the three orgasms I gave her,” he counters.
“Only three, huh. Hank gave me seven before he even left for work this morning. Strive to be better, Dylan. My baby sister deserves the best.” I give him a comforting pat on the shoulder as I step inside. Dylan treats my sister like a queen, I just like giving him shit. It’s my right as her big sister. He makes Zoe happier than I have ever seen her, so he’s good in my book.
“Good to see you Nora,” he says as he pulls me in for a hug. Dylan is a hugger. The first time we met he came in for a hug and nearly squeezed the life right out of me. He sure fits in well with our family. “So, are you ready for tomorrow?” he asks.
“I am so ready to marry Hank tomorrow. I already know I won’t be getting any sleep tonight because I’m so excited.” I gush. I feel like Hank and I are already married and tomorrow is just letting the world know it.
“Hi Nora, sorry.” Zoe blushes as she walks out of the bedroom.
“No worries, Brooke told you we needed to leave an hour before we actually had to for this very reason.” I snicker. There are days I don’t want to let Hank out of our bed, so I know how it is. “Are you finally going to tell me what we are doing tonight?” Brooke and Zoe have been secretly planning my bachelorette party for weeks. The only details I’ve been able to get out of them is that we are meeting at Lucy’s coffee shop. Strange place to start a bachelorette party, but I’m going with it.
“Sorry sweetie, I can’t say.” She cackles. I hate her so much right now, but I’m also proud that she could keep this secret for so long. Zoe is the absolute worst at keeping secrets. Growing up, our parents would go straight to Zoe to find out which one of us fucked up. She was their little informant.
“In that case, let’s get the hell out of here and get this party started.”
* * *
We stumble into the lobby of the Sheraton hotel, giggling, and drunk off our asses. The night started with drinks at Lucy’s, and then more booze at the Le Faux drag show where Lucy and Brooke somehow ended up on stage with a Lady Gaga impersonator, singing a very off key rendition of Bad Romance. Now here we are at our last stop of the night, and I have no fucking clue what is going on.
We come to a stop in front of the elevators. “Okay my love this is where we leave you.” Brooke wobbles as she hands me a room card. “Your final surprise of the night is waiting for you in room five-eighteen,” she slurs.
“What’s going on, why are you leaving me here?” I ask completely confused.
“You’ll see why once you get up to your room.” Zoe hugs me and gives me a slobbery kiss on the cheek. “Now go, your surprise is waiting.”
The elevator door opens and Zoe pushes me inside. Everyone waves goodbye as the doors close. I’m too drunk to really comprehend what the hell is going on. I only hope whatever is waiting for me in this hotel suite includes tacos.
I sway my way down the hallway to room five-eighteen. My hand shakes nervously as I slide the key card into the lock box. I take a deep breath before turning the handle. The door opens and I’m met by the scent of flowers and the warm glow of candles. I step inside the suite. Every inch of the room is filled with pink and purple peonies, and lying on the bed, wearing gray sweatpants and no shirt, is Hank.
I drop my bag and the key card on the floor and lunge for the bed, landing on top of my man. “Hank, what are you doing here?” I ask between kisses along his face.
“Zoe knew we wouldn’t be able to go the entire night away from each other, so she set this whole thing up with Dylan. I’m glad she did, because I’ve fucking missed you.” Hank rolls me onto my back, his nimble fingers work open the tie on my wrap dress. Warm, soft lips ghost down my chest, and his tongue glides between my breasts.
“Oh God, I missed you,” I softly moan. Our lives have become so intertwined with each other’s, I can’t imagine it being any other way. Hank is forever embedded in my soul.
He pulls down the cup of my bra, sucking me into his hot mouth. My back arches off the bed, hands raking up his back. The sharp sting of his teeth pulling at my nipple sets my body on fire. Every part of me comes to life when we’re together. His hand slips inside my panties, and his fingers gently circle my clit.
“I want this sweet little pussy of yours riding my face.” His lust-filled voice sends the heat pooling between my thighs. He brings his wet fingers to his lips, licking them clean. It’s so damn hot when he does that.
My body sighs at the loss of contact when he lifts himself up off me. I stand up on the bed and slide off my dress. Hank settles against the headboard and watches me strip. His dark, primal eyes make me feel so sexy and wanted.
“Is it strange that we are spending our last night of freedom with each other?” I ask as I unclasp my bra.
Hank licks his lips hungrily as he watches me strip. “There is no place in this world I would rather be than here with the love of my life.” His words bring a smile to my face.
“I love you so much.” I bend down and capture his lips in a soft kiss. He massages my breasts in his strong hands while I slide my panties off. I rise back up and slowly inch closer to Hank’s waiting mouth. His mouth falls open, and a deep growl escapes his throat. He grips the back of my thigh, pulls me to his mouth, and plunges his tongue inside me. I brace one hand against the wall behind the bed, the other is gripped tight in his hair. My hips rock against his face. His nose bumps my clit, and the scruff of his stubble leaves a delicious burn along my thighs.
My head drops back as Hank’s name falls from my lips. He replaces his tongue with three of his long, thick fingers. His mouth on my clit, along with his fingers twisting and thrusting, sets the fire ablaze in my body. My screams fill the room as my orgasm rolls through my body, coming all over Hank’s mouth. My body goes limp and I collapse back on the bed. Hank wraps himself around me and softly kisses along my shoulder. This is absolute heaven.