Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 159

We turned around toward the hotel, and we began a leisurely walk back. Drew stopped me by cupping my face. "Do you know just how much I love you?"

"Yes," I whispered as I stood on my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck.

Drew slid his hands under my butt and lifted me. I wrapped my tired legs around his hips so I could hold myself in place, and I groaned.

"Are you turned on, beautiful?"

"I'm sore but also turned on enough that I don't care," I admitted.

Drew gently rubbed one of my thighs and pressed light kisses against my lips.

"Does my beautiful girl need a massage?"

"If it means your hands are on my naked body, then I need everything you got." Shit, that just slipped right out; my face heated for just a second before I grinned. Drew's smile grew even bigger. "There's my girl getting more confident and asking for what she wants."

I ran my fingers through his hair, enjoying how soft his hair felt.

have learned a lot about myself over the past couple of months," I admitted. "I have also

in his voice was like a

to. You will find a way to do it

But I will listen, I promise. You said you needed space, and I gave it

he wasn't sorry. We had all proven to each other that we were willing to go

with you, just us together, to know you're okay. I want to fix the cracks between

of trying to, I kissed him. "Same," I whispered. After

his pocket. Drew's groan echoed through me as he shifted his hold so he could wiggle the phone out of his pocket while still keeping me pressed against him. I nipped and sucked on his neck as I worked my way up to his ear lobe. I didn't get to play with him like this very often, and I took full advantage

groaned, showing his phone

walk back to convince Drew to let me walk on my own. Stopping every few steps to make out wasn't getting us to our room very fast,

more of a cottage connected to the main hotel by a breezeway, and no one else was nearby. It even had a private garden. The suite was gorgeous, with the rich wood floor covered in soft rugs, a big overstuffed sofa, and chairs facing a rustic fireplace. There was a bathroom with a skylight so you could soak in the

we could want or need. A huge bouquet of roses was in a vase in the center of the coffee table, and

Drew shook his head. He's always has to try and one-up

not trying to be competitive. It's his love language. He wants to make sure we are all happy and safe."

Love,

apart after the accident, and before you start feeling bad, dont. We were the assholes who failed. He had the right idea to take you

Darren set up room service for your meals so you dont have to go out unless

you, and give him lots