I’m going to head home shortly. Just need to make some notes about this project with Marshall first.
I’ll be here.
How do you feel about Sept 24?
For what?
Marrying me.
My heart skipped a couple of beats, and I glanced at my calendar, clicking through the months until September filled my screen.
What’s special about the 24th?
Nothing in particular.
Just the closest weekend day to when we actually met
You remember when we met?
I remember everything.
I love you. Home soon.
I turned my phone upside down to ignore it and tried to finish taking notes about the new project with as little distraction as possible.
When I got home, the kitchen smelled like roasted chicken, and Daniel stood in front of the stove wearing nothing more than a pair of khakis and a floral apron. I dropped my bag on the couch and kicked off my slingbacks, padding barefoot into the kitchen so I could wrap my arms around his waist and kiss the dip of his spine. He hummed and turned his head to the side, brushing a kiss across the top of my head.
“All set for next week?” he asked.
“As much as I can be.”
I untangled my arms from his midsection to pour myself a glass of wine, leaning against the counter while Daniel returned to chopping some onions and tossing them into a glass baking dish.
“What time is Finn coming over?”
“When he’s done with his brothers. I think around ten.”
Daniel hummed, nodding and sliding the vegetables into the oven alongside the chicken.
“You have thirty-five minutes,” he said, undoing the bow at the small of his back and pulling the apron over his head. “Go shower if you want. Change into something comfortable, at the very least.”
I raised my glass to him in thanks and left him to his own devices in the kitchen. After taking a sip of wine, I stripped out of my work clothes and tossed my blouse into the dry clean hamper and my slacks into the laundry, then headed for the bathroom. I brought the wine with me because the best pinot grigio was shower pinot grigio, but I stopped in my tracks when I realized Daniel had already been in here.
He’d laid out a matching set on the sink, navy lace, and I wondered if he knew it was Finn’s favorite color or if he’d just guessed. He’d always been fond of the bra in question whenever I wore it, but Daniel had always favored darker jewel tones in most cases. Next to the lingerie, I found a handwritten note, the simple cardstock propped up right in front of a brand new, hot pink vibrator.
I have no doubt you’ll be well taken care of tonight, but in case you want to get started early…it’s fully charged and waterproof. Love you the most, D
The note made me feel like the two of them had been scheming behind my back, but it was impossible to be mad about. Finn and I had exchanged plenty of dirty messages about how we wanted the weekend to go, and I was sure he and Daniel had done the same. Turning the shower on, I waved my fingers under the water to check the temperature before setting my wine down on the soap dish and grabbing the toy off the counter. I put some music on my phone and dropped it on top of the bra and waited to make sure I liked the beat.
I twisted my hair up into a knot at the top of my head because I had no plans to wash it, then I leaned against the shower wall and drank my wine while warm water ran down my skin. Thirty-five minutes was far more time than I’d need to sort myself out and ten o’clock felt like a lifetime away. I returned the wine to the soap dish and set to inspecting the toy. At first I thought it had been silly for him to buy me a new vibrator, but a quick press of the power button confirmed this wasn’t any normal vibrator. This was one of those small flower-shaped suction ones, and I barely had a chance to position it over my clit before an orgasm tumbled right out of me.
I came hard and violently, unexpected with one hand between my legs and my other braced against the wall. The toy vibrated and pulsed against my clit until I was too sensitive to touch, and I turned it off and let it fall down to the basin of the shower. Catching my breath, I fumbled around for my wine, sliding down to my ass because my knees had somehow turned into Jello.
A soft knock on the door drew my attention, and I glanced up to find Daniel there, still half naked with his arms folded in front of his chest and an amused smile on his face.
“I love how predictable you are,” he told me.
I managed a laugh, letting my head drop against the wall. The ends of my hair were wet and dark, but I didn’t think either Finn or Daniel would mind if I wasn’t completely put together.