“I love you, Lil. I always have. It doesn’t matter if we’re together or apart. I never stopped loving you. I fall more in love every single day.”
My jaw drops at his confession and the words I’ve been dying to hear from him since the day I left for college. Even when I was mad at him, if he would have said these words to me, I may have forgotten about everything completely. It may not have solved everything, but damn would it have been nice to hear.
Though hearing it right now is even better. “I love you, Parker.” I throw myself into his arms, kissing him like he’s the air I need to breathe. I pull back with a gasp to tell him one more thing before I completely lose my mind. “That was my wish.”
“What?” he breathes.
“My birthday wish was for you to love me again.”
He smiles, dropping his forehead onto mine. “Well then, happy birthday.”
I kiss him again; my tongue teases his lips and opens instantly. He groans when I lick into his mouth and the world around us fades. Nothing matters except him and me. But he breaks us apart and I could cry from the loss.
“Let’s go back to my house. I want to make sure I fuck you properly for your birthday and not in any part of my truck.”
I chuckle. “But I like fucking in your truck.”
“Trust me, I know you do, but I can do a lot better in my bed.”
I raise my eyebrows at him. “Prove it.”
He hauls me up into his arms and doesn’t waste another second carrying me back to the truck, grabbing the speaker before we get back inside it. I can hardly wait and try to straddle him on the bench seat, but Parker lifts me and sets me down next to him.
“Patience, baby. I’ll make it worth it.”
“You better. It’s my birthday, I expect the best orgasm of my life,” I huff.
“How about multiple?” He winks and I just about combuston the spot.
I know I’m in for a fantastic birthday night.
One thought pops into my mind, and I blurt it out. “We aren’t doing any butt stuff.”
Parker sputters out a laugh. “Wasn’t planning on that.”
“Good, because some guy came into the ER the other day claiming he ‘fell on a shampoo bottle.’”
He laughs loudly. “Thank you for that, Lil. That really sets the mood.”
“I’m a pro at that.” I smile widely. “Especially ifyouwanted to try butt stuff, but I would use something better than a shampoo bottle for you.”
He laughs even louder. “Fuck, I love you.”
CHAPTER 39
Parker
Lily has spentthe entire drive running her lips along my neck and rubbing my leg and onto my thickening cock through my jeans. It’s been extremely distracting but made me drive faster to get back to my house. She knows exactly what she’s doing, wanting to drive me just as crazy as I’ve done to her.
“Lil,” I growl when she sinks her teeth into the spot where my neck and shoulder meet.
“Hm?” She hums against my skin.
“I’m trying to get us homesafely.”
“You will. You always keep me safe,” she murmurs with a firm grip on my dick through my jeans.
“Of course I do,” I grunt, stepping on the gas a little harder to get us to my house even a minute sooner.