#1 Love ~ T Gephart by T. Gephart

Author:T. Gephart [Gephart, T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: #1 Love
Publisher: T. Gephart
Published: 2019-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

As much as I wanted to spend the day in bed with Alex, the condom situation hadn’t rectified itself. I’d tried visualizing them and putting them up on a vision board, but no boxes of Trojans landed on my doorstep.

And while I was on the pill, and both of us had a clean bill of health, we’d—uh-hum Alex—decided that we needed to go out and at the very least, get food.

Other than one or two bites of our burgers, dinner had been non-existent. After the kissing had started, I’d even forgotten we were eating, leaving whatever had been in my mouth in favor of putting Alex there instead. It was a great plan, and I was happy with it. But my stomach didn’t share the same feelings of gratitude. It growled in protest, demanding attention.

So, with Alex deciding we were going to be responsible, we got out of bed and into the shower. Sadly, there was no shower sex but I had given him that blowjob and he’d done some magical things with his hands. Being creative was actually pretty awesome.

Alex left me to get dressed, heading back to his house to get a change of clothes with the promise to return. We were going to spend the day together, our first as a shiny new couple.

Not knowing our plans, I threw on a dress and a pair of flats, keeping my makeup simple. Then giving the family group chat enough information so nobody called, I was ready to ignore my phone and give Alex my undivided attention.

He arrived back in a clean pair of jeans, a fresh T-shirt, and generous dousing of that seductive man-scent he always seemed to wear. I didn’t know if it was cologne, deodorant, or the tears of unicorns, but it was magical.

“Where are we going?” I threw myself at him the minute he’d walked through the door. Now that I could touch him, I wanted to all of the time.

He caught me, scooping me up and bringing me to his lips. “Where ever you want to go. I just need to go past Roman’s house to pick up something and then we can do whatever we want.”

“What about breakfast?” I asked, knowing that my stomach would not be pleased food hadn’t been mentioned in our current agenda.

He looked at me with a sly grin. “It’s Sunday, that means breakfast burritos from Los Rancheros. We can get them on the way to Roman’s.”

Los Rancheros had been a Sunday ritual when we were younger. I think it was probably Jordon who’d started it, being hung over and asked to babysit while my mom and dad went to visit my great aunt Louise. She was my dad’s only family, but had dementia and scared me a little, so the kids would stay home while our parents went. Of course Jordon had spent his Saturday nights out, which usually meant coming home late. So in order to keep us happy, he’d call Roman to round up the Larsson tribe and we’d all go out for breakfast.

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