The Exception(65)

“I love you too, Drew, and if you’ll have me, I would like there to be an us.”

“That’s all I ever wanted, baby.” His lips brushed against mine.

****

“Good lord!” I exclaimed as Drew rolled off me.

He chuckled as he sat up against the headboard and I snuggled into him.

“Satisfied?” he asked.

“Very.” I moaned as my lips pressed against his chest. “You?”

“Very satisfied.” He kissed the top of my head.

His fingers softly ran themselves up and down my arm as he held me.

“My dad is divorcing my mom,” I spoke.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

“Don’t be. It’s for the best.” I sat up and ran my thumb across his lip. “I’m hungry.”

“Want to grab a bite to eat somewhere?”

“Yeah.” I smiled as I kissed his lips. “And then we can have dessert at your house.”





Chapter Forty-One


Drew



After grabbing some dinner, we headed to my townhouse. As I was helping Jillian from the car, Liam and Oliver had just stepped out his front door.

“Hello there, neighbor!” Liam shouted as he waved.

Here we go.

“Hey, Liam. Oliver.” I waved back.

“Hello, Jillian.” Liam smiled.

“Hi, Liam.” She waved.

They walked over to us and Liam introduced Jillian to Oliver.

“This is my brother, Oliver Wyatt.”

“Nice to meet you, Oliver.” She smiled as they shook hands.

“Nice to meet you as well, Jillian.”

“Why don’t you go in the house and put these leftovers in the refrigerator. I’ll be in shortly,” I spoke.

Jillian went into the house and I prepared myself for Liam.

Placing his hands in his pocket, he spoke, “So, what’s going on?”

“Okay. Okay.” I put up my hand. “It seems your little plan worked. We are officially a couple now.” I grinned.

“Congratulations.” Oliver placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Thanks.”

“Yep. Told you it would work. I think I may start my own business,” Liam spoke.

“And what business would that be?” Oliver asked as he rolled his eyes.

“A company that helps a man or a woman get the person of their dreams.”

“You’re an idiot.” Oliver smacked him upside the head.

“Why? Something like, uh, what’s it called, a wingman service. I could be the wingman and help people out in the love department.” He grinned brightly.

I laughed and Oliver stood there shaking his head. “Like I said, you’re an idiot.”

“You say that now, but you won’t be when I start raking in the millions, dear brother.”

Oliver sighed. “You already rake in the millions. Come on, we’re going to be late. Congrats, Drew. I’m happy for you, man.”

“Yeah. Congratulations, bro. The six of us need to do dinner. Call me!” He pointed at me as they headed to the car.

“I will, and thanks again.”

Liam held his arms out. “That’s what a wingman does, bro.”

Chuckling, I walked into the house and found Jillian in the kitchen, pouring us a glass of wine.

“I’ve been thinking,” she spoke. “I’m going to take the bar exam.”

“Really? I thought you didn’t want to be a lawyer?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“I worked my ass off in college and law school and it would be waste at least not to take the exam.”

“I think it’s a good idea. I’ll tell you what, you can come work for me as my company lawyer if you want to. I’d hire you on the spot.”

“Don’t you have a lawyer already?”

I shrugged. “A firm. But they can easily be replaced by someone as sexy as you.” I smiled as I kissed her lips.

“We’d have to work together every day. We’d see each other all the time. Don’t you think we’d get sick of each other?”

“I could never get sick of having you by my side all day long.”

A smile graced her beautiful face. “Good, because I could never get sick of you either. There’s something else I need to do.”

“What’s that, baby?”

“I need to go see Grant and my mom. It’s part of my journey. For closure purposes.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

“Yes. If you wouldn’t mind.”

“I would be happy to go with you.”

“Thank you. I love you.”

“And I love you. Now about that dessert you promised me.” I grinned as my hand traveled up her short skirt.

“Where would you like to eat it, Mr. Westbrook?” The corners of her mouth curved upwards.

“I was thinking right here in the kitchen.” I lifted her up on the counter.

“The kitchen is the perfect place for dessert.” Our lips met with passion.

****

Jillian

As Drew and I stepped off the plane, I thought I’d feel nervous, but I wasn’t. Which was weird. When I turned on my phone, a message from Kellan came through.