“Babe.”
“Hmm?” I ask, seeking out his warmth.
“You were way too loud.”
I chuckle. “I know. I’m sorry.”
“Just be glad your brother wasn’t here, but also”—he tips my chin up to look me in the eyes—“you’re going to move in with me.”
“I am.”
“Are you worried?”
I shake my head. “Not even in the slightest.”
“Good. I promise, Penny, I’ll do everything in my power to make you happy and comfortable.”
“I believe you, Eli. I really do.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
ELI
“So . . . you and Penny are really going at it, huh?” Taters says as the orange of the bonfire in front of us lights up his face.
Taters, Posey, Holmes, and I are all circled around the fire pit, staring into the flames, beers in our hands. Pacey and Winnie haven’t made the trip yet, despite Pacey’s valiant attempts to make things better. Stephan has been a wizard in the kitchen, especially catering to Penny’s cravings. Having her here has made this one of the best trips to the cabin ever.
Not just because of the sex. I mean, don’t get me wrong, that’s been life-altering, especially the morning sex. Fuck, when she’s all warm . . .
But having her here to take walks with, to cuddle into next to the pool, and even to have someone to talk to at night, it’s just made this visit special, and I’m so fucking glad she came with me.
She’s been exhausted lately, though, so she went to bed early, leaving me with some guy time for the first time since we got here over two weeks ago.
“Do you really think I’m going to talk about that?” I ask Taters.
“No, but just pointing out, we can all hear you.”
“I’m starting to wake up hornier now than ever,” Posey says while rubbing his hand over his leg. “Dude, this is not healthy for me.”
“I told her to try to be quiet.” I shrug. “That’s all I can do.”
“Or you can give the girl a break,” Posey says.
“Dude, it’s not me. She’s the one who initiates.”
“Really?” Taters asks while scratching his chin. “Sarah was never like that.”
“Sarah was made from ice,” Holmes chimes in.
“Penny is also in her second trimester, which increases, uh . . . how she feels,” I say, to put it nicely. I’m not about to give the boys specifics. That’s between Penny and me. But I’ll say this, she loves sucking my cock, and she easily, hands down, gives the best blow job I’ve ever had.
Nothing comes close.
She can make me come in fucking seconds. It’s embarrassing.
“Well, can you let us sleep in tomorrow morning?” Taters says, disgruntled. “You two are waking the whole house up, and it’s getting on my goddamn nerves.”
“Is that what’s bothering you, or is it the shop girl you can’t stop thinking about?” Posey asks.
“Shop girl?” I bring my beer bottle to my lips. “What’s this about?”
“Nothing,” Taters dismisses. “So what’s going on with you and Penny? You guys a full-on couple now?”
“We’re seeing how things go,” I say, unsure honestly of where we stand with labels. “I, uh, I asked her to move in with me when we get back.”
“Aren’t you already living together?” Holmes asks.
“We are, but we need a bigger place for the baby, and my place is plenty big, so I asked her to move in.”
Taters straightens up in his chair. “Dude, are you ready for that?”
“What’s the difference? I’ve been living with her for a few months anyway.”
“Yeah, but this is in your space.”
“So?” I shrug. “I don’t see a problem with that.”
“So wait.” Posey leans in. “Does this mean you’re going to marry her?”
“Marry her?” I ask incredulously. “Posey, we’re still getting to know each other. Having her move in is just a small step, more transitional than anything since we already live together. It will give us more room and the ability for me to continue to be there for her.”
“And still have tons of sex,” Taters adds.
“There’s more to us than sex,” I say, growing angry. “Stop disparaging her like that.”
“Sorry,” Taters says while letting out a loud sigh. “Christ, I think I’m fucked in the head.”