Page 40 of Loving the Knot

“We’ll just bend you a little,” Zoro says, giving Everly his best wicked grin.

“Yes, Sir.” Everly lifts his head for a kiss.

Zoro takes the invitation, pouncing and taking Everly’s lips. It makes me moan happily, watching their loving.

We’re interrupted by the arrival of our food, and it smells divine.

Our boy falls on the steak, eating eagerly. I eat more slowly, most of my attention on Everly. Will it ever get old? Having a boy of our own, admiring him, watching him, wanting him? I hope not. I don’t ever want to lose this feeling.

He glances up at me, and I hear it.

I love you.

I love you both.

And I know I never will.

End.