Page 38 of Make Us Yours
Halfway through the movie, she places her right hand above Noah’s, which rests along the heating pad. I watch their hands together for a second, then look away, hating the jolt of jealousy spreading through me.
Noah and I always share women; it’s nothing new to see him holding a woman I want. But with Ronnie, it’s not the same. I’m not mad that he’s touching her; I just wish she would want that from me, too.
As if hearing my thoughts, her left hand reaches out for mine. When I look up into her eyes, she smiles softly at me. I love these kinds of smiles. I love the little laughs she gives us. It all feels so intimate. I always knew they would be beautiful. And if I thought she owned a piece of my heart before I finally witnessed some real ones, she definitely owns it completely now.
I glide my right hand up from her calves and lace our fingers together, then bringit to my lips and kiss the back of her palm. “Why don’t you spend the night here?” Her eyes narrow at my suggestion, but I quickly finish what I was saying before she gets the wrong idea.
“You could stay in the spare room. I’d just feel better knowing and seeing that you’re okay. Like that, we could check on you throughout the night, and if there’s anything you need, we’ll be here to take care of you.”
Her features soften again, and that soft smile returns. “I’ll think about it. It’s still early, so we’ll see how I feel later.”
“Just let us know,” Noah says as he kisses her forehead.
Ronnie lifts her head away from Noah, her eyes gazing into his until they fall to his lips. She brings the hand that was holding his up to his jaw, her delicate fingers cupping the side of his face. She then closes her eyes and leans in, pressing her lips to his.
It’s not a passionate kiss with an open mouth, tongue, and the whole sexual excitement that comes with it. It’s tender, one with a hidden meaning.
After a few seconds, she pulls away, and her hand drops from his jaw. For a moment, she just stares at him, but then her head turns my way, and her gaze falls on me. And instantly, my heart rate skyrockets. Her free hand lifts once again and comes to my cheek this time, where she pulls me closer until our lips are barely an inch away.
I can feel her warm breath fanning against my lips, her featherlike touch against my cheek sending a rush of shivers down my body. All my senses awaken in this one little moment. Finally, she closes the distance between us, and I’m hit with paradise.
It’s a simple kiss, yet it’s more than I could have ever imagined. Even if it ended as soon as it began, it felt like it lasted a lifetime. I can still feel her against my tingling lips as she pulls away and looks at me.
“This doesn’t mean I’m going to sleep with either of you,” she says after a beat while eyeing us both. “It was just a kiss. A way to say thank you for all you’ve done today. It really means a lot to me.”
“We weren’t expecting anything more,” Noah tells her.
She snorts. “Yeah, well, your dicks are telling me something else. One’s poking my ass and the other my leg.”
“Hey! We can’t help it. We’re men, and we’re attracted to you. This isn’t new.” I laugh.
“You’re right. I should have expected it.” She giggles, then returns to her position against Noah.
By the end of the movie, Ronnie has fallen into a deep sleep, with little purrsfalling from her slightly parted lips. Lips that were on mine not long ago. I can’t stop watching her; she seems so peaceful and content at this moment.I wonder if she’s dreaming. And if so, would she dream of us?
“Help me bring her up to the spare bedroom?” Noah asks as he stands from the couch with Ronnie in his arms.
I nod, and he turns toward the stairs, taking them one at a time slowly as I watch to make sure he doesn’t trip. We get to the spare room, and I open the door for him, then go to the bed and pull back the covers as he gently lays her down.
I replace the blanket over her and brush a few strands of hair out of her face. She doesn’t budge at my touch, but a small corner smile appears before her features go back to relaxed. My heart wants to burst at the little gesture she unconsciously made. I lower and kiss her cheek, then pull back. Noah does the same, then turns for the door as I follow him.
Once outside the room, I shut the door silently behind me and find Noah standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, watching me.
“I like her, Noh,” is what I find myself saying, needing to make it clear where I stand.
“I know.”
“No, I more than like her. I can’t explain it, but she’s not like the rest of them. She’s not a phase I’ll grow out of or get bored with. I want her, and not just in the fuck and leave way.”
He studies me for a while, not saying anything. Not moving. Finally, he nods, understanding how genuine my words are. “I do, too.”
I should have realized this could happen. We do seem to be interested in the same women most of the time. It’s why we’ve always shared them. That was originally the plan with Vixen as well, until I realized she meant more to me than just a quick lay.
“So, what do we do?”
“We always agreed to both have her, I’m still fine with that. I don’t want to share her with anyone else. But with you, I can accept that,” he says quietly.
I nod. “And what if she only wants one of us?” I swallow around the tightness in my throat, at the thought that she could pick just one of us. That it could be Noah and not me.
