“None of us has really slept,” I said with a shrug. “Not to mention West interrupted Scar giving Drake head in the car. Think that soured his mood.”
Penn snorted. Drake would probably kill me for telling him that, but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was take a shower and fall into bed.
“He did get off though, right? I’m sure she’s not the type to leave a man hanging.”
“Don’t talk about her like that,” West ground out, giving Penn a look. “But yes, he did.” He walked towards where Drake was standing. “I’ll call you.”
I gave Penn a nod, watching him walk around and get in his car before joining the other two. The ride up to our penthouse was silent. Drake was clearly brooding. Neither me nor West wanted to piss him off further. I trudged up the stairs when we left the lift. The five of us had stopped for an early dinner on the way at a service station, so I was ready to sleep.
When I slipped into my bedroom and shut the door, my eyes went to the bed. I stilled when I saw a lump in it. My heart thumped in my chest. I hadn’t expected her to be here. Our night together last week had been rudely fucking interrupted by Mason. Her coming to me had me wanting to get into bed, curl myself around her and never leave again, but I needed a wash first.
I padded into the bathroom, trying not to be too loud as I stripped out of my clothes and got in the shower. The hot water soothed me. I didn’t linger after I’d washed myself, eager to be with my girl even if we were just going to sleep. Drying as fast as I could, I pulled on a pair of boxers, turned out the lights and slid into bed behind Scarlett.
I wrapped myself around her back, curling my arm around her and pinning her to my body. Nuzzling her hair with my face, I breathed her in. She didn’t smell of her usual cinnamon, but that was okay. I was just happy to have her here.
“Frankie,” she breathed out.
“I’m here.”
She turned in my arms and buried her face in my chest, clutching me to her body.
“I missed you so much,” she choked out a moment later. “I know you’re tired, but please kiss me. I need you.”
I took hold of her chin, tipped her face up and found her hazel-green eyes teary.
“Shh, shh, don’t cry. I’ll give you anything you need, Scar.”
Capturing her mouth with mine, I held her close and kissed her, trying to be gentle and sweet, knowing it was what she needed after everything she’d been through.
“I love you,” she murmured against my lips, “I love you so much.”
She kissed her way down my jaw and buried her face in my neck, breathing me in.
“You’re my favourite scent in the whole damn world, you know that.”
I chuckled. Knowing she loved it, I’d slapped on some of my cologne before getting into bed.
“I’ll let you in on a secret. I’ve been having it specially made for years. Your love of apples and cinnamon is something I’ll never forget. I wanted something that reminded me of you wherever I went. It kept me from falling apart and losing hope that we’d get you back one day.”
She tipped her head back, staring up at me with wide eyes.
“That’s… fuck, Frankie, why are you so sweet?”
I reached up and stroked her face.
“Because I love you.”
She leant back into me, brushing her lips against mine.
“Tell me again.”
I flipped her over onto her back, pressing my body against hers and running my tongue along her jaw.
“I love you, little whore.”
My fingers tugged off the little lacy knickers she’d worn to bed. Yes, I was fucking exhausted, but her body was too tempting and sinful for me not to be aroused. I couldn’t help myself when it came to Scarlett.
“I love you.” I pressed my lips to her pulse point. “I love you.” My boxers were discarded next to us within a matter of seconds. “I love you.” I stroked my fingers between her legs, finding her wet for me. “I love you forever.”
She let out a moan when I slid home, clutching my shoulders with her small hands. Her legs wrapped around me, encouraging me to give her what she needed… me. I wasn’t going to be rough with her today. I wanted to make love to her. To show her how much I missed her. How I needed her as much as I needed air to keep breathing.
Rocking into her, I stroked her hair back from her face before cupping her cheek. I stared into those eyes I loved so much, trying to communicate my feelings without words. She looked up at me with so much fucking open love and affection, it was almost too much to handle after being away from this beautiful woman for a week.