Page 57 of Some Sort of Love (Happy Crazy Love 3)
Natalie laughed and looked at me. “That good, huh?”
“Yeah. I mean, it’s always good, but last night was different.”
“What was different?” Skylar wanted to know.
“We talked a lot. He really opened up to me.”
Skylar swooned and fell back. “I love when those big, strong types get all talky and vulnerable. It’s so hot.”
“It was,” I said. “But it was kind of sad, too.”
“Why was it sad?” Natalie asked.
“He’s just really hard on himself,” I said, careful not to reveal things Levi had told me in confidence. “In all thing
s. He feels bad for not being able see me more often. He wonders if he’s making the right choices for Scotty. He regrets things from the past. He’s convinced he’s going to fail at trying to balance being a dad and a boyfriend, and he thinks I deserve more than he can give.”
“Wow. What did you say?” Skylar leaned forward.
“I told him I want him, and I understand I can’t be his first priority. I told him I can be patient, and we can go slow.”
“And what did he say?” Natalie was rapt.
“He said he loved me.”
Skylar squealed and leaned back, kicking her feet, and Natalie’s jaw practically hit the floor. “So much for going slow!”
“Oh my God, I’m dying.” Skylar sat up again. “And then what?”
“I told him I felt the same, and then there was more sex.” I paused. “In a bed this time.”
“Where was it before?” Natalie asked.
“Uh, in the hallway at the front door. In the kitchen.”
“The kitchen?” Skylar blinked.
I nodded. “On the counter and against the fridge.”
She fanned her face. “Oh my God. This is insanely hot.”
“Yes…until he had to leave right in the middle of the bedroom episode to go pick up his son.”
Her hand stopped mid-fan. “What?”
I shrugged. “His sister called. Scotty wasn’t sleeping and wanted to come home.”
“So he left?”
“He had to. It’s not like Scotty was being difficult for no reason. He was really upset.”
“What about you?” Natalie asked. “Were you upset?”
“I was, but then I realized I was being selfish. I knew going into last night there was a chance that might happen. And we did have an amazing night…it just ended sooner than we wanted. He was as upset as I was. Maybe more.”
“Wow.” Natalie leaned back on her hands. “That’s tough. Like, this could keep happening.”
I nodded, feeling my fun mood dissipate a little. “It could.”
