My Everything

longer?” Aubrey unzips my coat and pushes it off my shoulder. I have no choice but to let go of her so it can fall to the ground. She pulls my tucked in shirt out of my jeans, her cold hands make me shiver.
    “What are you doing, Aubs?”
    She steps back and gazes into my eyes. First her scarf and then her coat come off. Its cold in here, she’s going to freeze. She pulls her sweater over her head. Her turtleneck follows. Her hands reach about her back. I watch as her bra straps become loose on her shoulders, as they slide down her arms and finally fall to the floor onto the mound of clothing that is collecting there. I shed my sweater and unbutton my shirt, sliding it off. We are both standing in the middle of my office, naked from the chest up.
    Aubrey steps closer, her fingers reaching out and tracing the muscular ridges in my chest. “I thought maybe my husband would want to try and have a baby.”
    “In here?” my voice cracks like a teenager.
    She looks around with a wicked gleam on her face. “Hell yeah in here. I have a hot doctor for a husband. I think it’s about time we christened his desk,” she rubs her hand down the front of my jeans, adding pressure to my bulge. “And maybe his chair after that,” she says as she bites down on my nipple.
    My eyes roll back in my head as her mouth assaults my chest and her hand works me out of my jeans. My fingers deftly unbutton her jeans and get the zipper down so I can push them over her hips. She wiggles, helping them move down her legs. I touch her where I want her most and lose all inhibitions. I pick her up, her delightful squeals telling me that this is exactly what she wants, and set her roughly down on my desk.
    She sends papers flying and starts laughing. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
    “Me too,” I say as my lips capture hers. I pull off her shoe and pant leg. This isn’t going to be romantic or pretty. Her hands pull down my boxers, letting my dick spring free. I close my eyes when she starts stroking me.
    “I need you, Nick.”
    I pull her forward, wrapping her legs around my waist and give into her needs.

Chapter 8
     
    As we unpack the final box of dishes, I set them in the dishwasher for a quick wash. Josie and Liam will be here in an hour and as promised they are bringing dinner. Believe me, I have my reservations about eating anything that Liam has purchased, but I’m willing to do anything to see Noah.
    Our loft has two large bedrooms and one smaller. It’s more space than we need right now, but Aubrey fell in love as soon as we opened the door. I can’t blame her, the living room windows face the park – and while some may not like that – we definitely do.
    We outfitted our new home with brand-new everything. We had to. Anything that I did keep from when I moved in with Josie is outdated and honestly, not a time that I want to remember.
    Aubrey comes into the kitchen, her newly acquired coconut-lime lotion wafting through the room. She brings her arms around my front, kissing my shoulder blade. This can mean only one thing – she’s wearing heels.  I turn in her arms and kiss her forehead, her eyes, nose and finally her lips. We need to have a conversation about our dinner guests. I know I should’ve told her sooner and by sooner I mean when we were getting to know each other. But seriously, how do you say ‘hey my ex dumped me for her ex who just happens to be Liam Page’? It’s really an ego issue and I didn’t need mine to be deflated any more than it already has been.
    “I need to tell you something important.” My words are soft. I push her hair off her shoulder and cup her face, my thumb caressing her soft cheek. I love how soft her skin is.
    “Am I going to be upset?”
    I shrug. I really don’t know, but I hope not. “It’s about Josie and Liam.”
    “Okay.” She says as she steps back, but I won’t have it. I put my hand on her waist and hold her to me.
    “You have nothing to worry about, but you might be mad at me because I kept this from you. When I think about it now, it’s silly. I should’ve told you, but it’s not something I like to think about or even care about.”
    “Just tell me, Nick.”
    I sigh and close my eyes. What if she thinks I’m less of man? When I open my eyes she’s looking at me with such concern that it breaks my heart.  I shake my head and blurt out, “Liam is Liam Page of 4225 West.”
    Aubrey steps back and this time I let her. I don’t know what she’s