Working On Love (The Griffin Brothers Book 6) by Crystal Perkins

too.”
    “I can see that, but
I’m hungry for a taste of you right now.”
    I run around the table
as he comes for me. “We need to eat.”
    “I’m planning on
eating my favorite thing,” he tells me as he pulls me into his
arms.
    “Please can we eat
dinner? It’ll spoil.”
    He hesitates. “You’re
killing me, Xandy. You know that, right? Refusing you anything is
impossible. Let’s eat.”
    “Thank you. I
should’ve kept my clothes on, but I wanted to look sexy for you.”
    He pulls out my chair
for me and then sits down. “Two things. One, you always look sexy.
And two, feel free to walk around naked all day and night. I’ll
never complain.”
    “You’re so
selfless, King.”
    “Only when it comes
to you.”
    We meet in the middle
of the table for a sweet kiss. “I can’t wait to show you the
bedroom. And that’s for purely selfish reasons. I think the pink
will look sexy with your black shirt.”
    “You do realize that
I won’t give a fuck if it really is pink. As long as there’s a
bed big enough for me to play with you on, I don’t care what color
it is.”
    “What if I said it
was twin sized?”
    “I’d say that you’d
have to be on top of me while we slept, so I’m still winning.”
    “It’s not.”
    “I know. You keep
telling me how insatiable you are. There’s no way our bed is
anything but sexy. Let me finish this delicious meal you cooked and
then I’ll show you how much I appreciate it. And you.”
    “You like it?”
    “It’s really good.
Did Faith help you?”
    “Yeah.” I never
thought that she might’ve cooked for him. And I didn’t mean for
jealously to come through in that one word. But it did.
    “I didn’t sleep
with her, Alex. She cooks Thanksgiving dinner at my gram’s house.”
    “Oh. It’s none of
my business, anyway.”
    “Tegan, Jade, and
Stella. And it’s totally your business. Even though it was just
once with each, and I feel absolutely nothing for them.”
    “Really? Nothing?”
    “Well, now I may feel
a little more cordial towards them since they seem to be good friends
to you. But other than that, there really is nothing. I’ve already
told you I used women and sex to cope.”
    “What is it with me?”
    “With you, it’s
everything. I’m not trying to escape something. I’m running to
you and the love we have. The love I can finally express. I’ve
never known the pleasure I feel with you before. And I’ve never
come as hard. You’re it, Xandy. My heart’s not only whole with
you, but so are my body and my soul.”
    “Wow. That was super
romantic. And hot. Very, very hot. Are you done eating?”
    “Yes. You need me
now?” he asks with a cocky smirk.
    “I do,” I answer
him honestly and with no shame. That word isn’t a part of us .
    Miles gets out of his
chair and then leans down to pick me up. He carries me up the
staircase, giving me little kisses all the way. He stops outside our
bedroom, and it’s my turn to smirk. He’s going to love our room.
I reach out and open the door.
    “Wow. Are those palm
trees?” he asks as he walks in.
    “Metal ones, yes. I
wanted to remember where we met. And fell in love.” The bed has the
silver metal trees as the base with fronds crossing over each other
on top, forming a canopy. There are thick turquoise curtains closed
on all sides hiding the bed, for now.
    “The curtains?”
    “They can be opened.
I want to feel like we’re closed off into our own world,
sometimes.”
    “Is that where the
pink is? Behind the curtains?”
    “You know there’s
no pink.”
    “I was pretty sure,
but I thought you might do it just to spite me.”
    “Nope. I don’t want
to spite you, I want to make you yell my name.”
    “You’re the
screamer, baby.”
    “Yes, but you’re
the yeller.”
    “I’m going to
surrender because I want to see what’s behind the curtain.”
    I reach forward and
part the curtains at the foot of the bed. I hear Miles’ sharp
intake of breath as he sees our bed. The black