Until December (Until Her/Him #8)(66)

“Then when we get home from dinner tonight, we’ll talk about it with them just to make sure they are good with it. If they are, you can give notice, and we can start moving you in.”

“Okay.” I lean into him. “Then me and you can talk about how we are going to divide up the bills and Sloth’s surgery.”

“Sure,” he says with a shrug, and I narrow my eyes, because that was way too easy.

“I’m serious, Gareth. If I’m going to be living here with you and the boys, I’m going to do my part.”

“Yeah, and we’ll discuss all that after you move in.”

“No, we’ll talk about it before I move in.”

“After,” he says, and I start to see red.

“Before, Gareth,” I snap.

“After, Ember,” he growls.

“Aww, is all not well in paradise?” Beth asks, walking up the driveway toward us, and I spin to face her, hating the smug look on her face and the fact that she saw us arguing.

“I told you we have plans with the boys and not to show tonight, Beth. So why are you here?”

He did? I didn’t know he told her not to come over tonight.

“I told Max I’d buy him the video game he was talking about. I’m just dropping it off to him.” She waves the game she’s holding in her hand out toward us. “And relax, I’m not staying. I have a date.”

“Send whoever he is my condolences,” Gareth says, and I press my lips together to keep from laughing.

“Whatever.” She glares. “Are my boys inside?”

“Like I said, we have plans. Bring the game by tomorrow, or give it to me and I’ll give it to him.”

“And steal my thunder? No fucking way. He told me you refused to buy it for him.”

“Did he? Did he also tell you that I refused to buy it, because I have to pay for other shit, like food and the roof over his head?”

“God, you’re so fucking dramatic. Whatever. I’ll just bring the game to him tomorrow.” She spins on her heel and stomps to her car.

When she pulls off I turn to face Gareth and rest my hands against his waist and he tips his head down to look at me. “We’ll talk about the bills and stuff when I move in,” I give in hoping to ease some of the anger I can feel coming off him in waves. He closes his arms around me and I tip my head back. “Let’s just go get ready and try to have a good night tonight.”

“Yeah.” He dips his head, touching his mouth to mine briefly before leading me into the house.

When we get inside, Lidia leaves after saying she will be over tomorrow afternoon, and Gareth goes to make sure the boys are getting ready. I go to the bedroom, taking my bag with me, and shower quickly. Gareth comes in to take a shower while I’m curling my hair and leaves before I start my makeup. With my hair finished and my makeup done, I leave the bathroom to get dressed.

Once I put my heels on, I go back into the bathroom to check myself out in the mirror over the sink. Since there isn’t a full-length mirror in the house, I stand on my tiptoes trying to get the whole look. The black simple halter-top jumpsuit is a lot like the dress I wore on Gareth’s and my first date. It doesn’t show a lot of skin, but it’s still sexy in a sophisticated kind of way especially with my makeup and red lipstick.

“Jesus,” Gareth rumbles, and I find him standing in the doorway. I swallow as he walks toward me, devouring me with his eyes. “You look gorgeous.” His arms wrap around my hips and he drags me against him.

“Thank you. You look handsome.” I rest my hands against the smooth navy blue material of his dress shirt and his hands palm my ass.

“I know you said you want to go out with your girls tomorrow, and I’m cool with that, but you should know Mitchell is staying with a friend and Max is going to spend the night with his mom, so the house is ours.”

“I’ll make sure it’s an early night,” I say immediately.

“That’d be good.” He slides his nose across mine then my cheek to my ear, where he nips softly. “I’m still fucking you tonight.” His eyes drop to my feet briefly. “In nothing but those heels and that lipstick.”

“I’m good with that.” I move my hands to his shoulders panting and tingling in a few specific places. I lean deeper into him pressing my tits against his chest watching his eyes darken.

“We should go,” he says but he doesn’t move to let me go instead he lowers his head and kisses me so wet, and so deep that I’m breathless and weak-kneed when he drags his mouth from mine. “Meet you in the living room,” he says gruffly, wiping his hand against his mouth as he leaves. It takes me a minute to get myself together and when I finally do fix my lipstick then leave the bedroom knowing one way or another tonight will end well for me.

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“I just can’t get over how handsome you both are. Aren’t they both so handsome?” Mom looks at my dad, and he gives her a non-committal grunt, which makes Mitchell and Max laugh.

“Mom, can you not freak out my boys with your craziness please?”

“Your boys? Oh, I love that.” She beams, and I fight the need to roll my eyes then feel a hand come to rest against my lower back.

I look over my shoulder at Gareth, and he nods toward the front door of the restaurant. “Our table is ready.”