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I have no idea how long I cry. All I know is that Luca holds me the entire time. Words can’t express how thankful I am to havehim as my friend. How lucky I am to have landed in this town. And how full my heart is that I’ve found a home here.
Chapter 20
Arlo
“I’mstir-crazy,”Isay,watching Jasper as he pulls on his pants to go to the firehouse.
I don’t want him to go, but he needs to, and I know it. He wants to keep his promise about taking time off work to help me heal and to help me with the kids, but until he goes in and requests more leave, he can’t do that. I know it’s necessary, but it still sucks.
He huffs, glancing at me. “I can tell.”
I stretch out on the bed on my stomach, wincing a little at my ribs. It’s been almost two weeks since I was discharged from the hospital, and my pain gets a little better every day. It’s not like a miracle healing or anything, but it has been steady.
I’ve been working in some capacity since I was sixteen, and this sucks. I’m tired of being stuck in the house all the time.
“Are you tired of me yet? Ready to take back your promise of marriage? Regretting moving me in?”
Shooting me a glare, Jasper shakes his head. “No.”
I stick my lip out in a pout. “This is the worst. I want todosomething.”
“Like what?” Jasper sits down next to me on the bed with his shoes and a pair of socks.
“I don’t know,” I say, watching as he puts his socks on and then steps into his shoes. “I want out of this house, though.”
“Areyouregretting moving in?” He quirks an eyebrow at me.
“Never. But Iamtired of seeing the same shit every day. I’m not used to being cooped up all the time.”
Studying me, he sighs. “Why don’t you go to the diner today and have lunch? It might be good for you to get out and see Luca and Theo.”
The jeans Jasper has on today are obscene. The denim stretches tight across his thick thighs. And if I’m being honest? His ass looks really fucking good too.
I tiptoe my fingers up his thigh, and the muscles flex under my touch. My mouth goes dry and my cock twitches. Dragging my fingers higher, I watch his face. His eyes drop to my hand, and when I brush over the bulge of his cock, they snap back to mine.
“What are you doing, baby boy?”
I shrug, batting my eyelashes. “Nothing.”
“I know better. You’re a bit of a menace when you want to be, you know that, right?”
“You keep handling me with kid gloves.” I lower my gaze to where Jasper’s cock is swelling at my touch.
“Yes.” He grabs my hand and carefully moves it. “Because you’re hurt.”
Pouting at him, I scoot a little closer. “I’m not too hurt to make you feel good.”
He shakes his head. “No.”
Ugh. “Why not?”
He looks at me like that’s the most obvious answer in the world. “Your ribs.”
“Let me suck you off at least. My ribs aren’t involved in that.”
“I have to go to the station, baby boy.”
As if that’s ever stopped us before. “Not so soon that I can’t.”
