"So, you're really moving in with him? Rhoen seals the last box of my things with tape. "This is really it between us, then?"

"This is it." I look around at the handful of things I own. It's quite ridiculous the small amount that was actually mine in this giant mansion of a home. Only a few boxes of things, that's it.

"Amelia, please, rethink this." It's the millionth time since everything went down that he's asked.

I shake my head at him. "There's nothing to rethink, Rhoen. I don't know how many times I have to tell you."

"We were both in a bad place. We both made mistakes. This doesn't have to be over. We—"

"I had sex with Jamie several times after our talk. That wasn't a mistake." He winces at my words. "And you got a blowjob from your ex-wife. Maybe that was just something that happened because the two of you were stressed, like you said. I get it. You needed stress relief or whatever and she was there to give it to you."

"It was a mistake, Amelia. You know how I feel about you. You know I care about you deeply."

"And I care about you too, Rhoen. But this isn't going to work." I point back and forth between the two of us.

"Because of Jamie?"

"Even if Jamie wasn't in the picture it would have never worked out in the long run. Let's face facts. We rebounded with one another. You from Diana and me from Jamie; all the shit that had been going on in my life too. Long term this was never going to work." His brow furrows in confusion. "Think about it." I sigh and lean against the dresser I'd just cleaned completely out. "You've already experienced most of the things I want to experience in my life. You're successful. You've been married, had kids. You've already told me you don't want to have any more."

"Is that what this is about?" He walks up to me and grabs ahold of my hand. "You want to have kids? Amelia, if that's what this is really about we can talk about it." I squeeze his back before pulling away from him.

"Yes and no. It's about a lot of things. But mainly, and most importantly, I'm in love with Jamie. I never stopped loving Jamie. I've always loved him in some way or another and now that I know that I'm never going to stop, it doesn't make sense to continue playing like I don't. I'm tired of playing at this facade that we're nothing more than friends. Even if I wanted it to be true, which for a while is what I thought I wanted, it just isn't."

"I knew it when he was here for his birthday." He curses underneath his breath. "The way he kept looking at you. I thought maybe it was just because, well, we were all inebriated, but his eyes were on you all night. I didn't think doing what we did with one another would end up like this, though. You leaving me is not what I expected."

"Even if Jamie and I didn't have a thing for each other, wanted to be together, I wouldn't have stuck around after you fooling around with Diana." His features fall. "It just proves the fact that you're not completely over her."

"I'm really sorry you had to hear that." I shrug at that. "Seriously, Amelia, it was a mistake. I no longer have feelings for her. It just kind of happened."

"Yeah, your dick just kind of got hard and her mouth just kind of fell on it, got it." I let out a wry laugh. "You don't need to justify it to me anymore like it's going to make a difference. It's not. This is over."

He nods his head, looking a bit irritated but doesn't respond to that. I push myself off the dresser and pick up the box next to my feet. He picks up the one he'd just sealed a moment ago. We don't don't say anything else as we go and pack up my car.

✩✩✩

"You know you're not sleeping in here, right?" Jamie gestures to the spare bedroom that I'd begun unpacking my things in. "You'll be sleeping in my bed or else I will be forced to come in here. Emphasis on the coming part."

"You're ridiculous. You know that?"

"Ridiculously in love with you." He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my neck before nipping it. "So in love with you I can't stand the thought of not sleeping in the same room as you another night." His hands begin lifting my shirt up over my head. "I think I want to spend every single night with you from here on out." He tosses the garment on the bed behind me.

"Well, I suppose that's a good thing considering you asked me to move in with you." His hands begin undoing my bra. "Can you imagine if you only wanted me for a one-night-Bright? Might be a little disappointed I was sticking around after a good romp."

Jamie snorts out a laugh as he manages to undo the clasp saying, "a one-night-Bright? You come up with that all on your own?"

"Well, you're the one who came up with the name, Brighton. But yes, I did." I shrug out of my bra then pull my hair free from it's elastic. "I haven't seen that guy in a while though. Whatever happened to Mr. Bright?" I shake my chest at him, making his gaze darken. "Where did that wild, sex-crazed beast go? Feel like he and I could have a good time."

"Oh I can assure you he is still alive and well. Still kicking it." He makes a point of looking me up and down. "Only difference is he's interested in only one girl every night, not a different girl every night. And he'd much rather have this particular female call him by his real name than a fake one."

"Is that so?" I shimmy out of my bottoms until I'm standing there completely naked. "Cause I don't see him anywhere around." I make a show of looking around the room. "Nope. Don't see any horny beasts here." He quirks a brow before kneeling before me.

"You don't see him anywhere?" He smacks my right leg to the side, spreading my legs further apart. "Mmm guess he won't eat this pussy like a snack, then." A shiver of anticipation runs through me but I want to keep playing with him, taunting him.

"Mmm, guess he won't. Shame isn't it?" I reach down and caress my freshly waxed self. "So smooth. Just begging to be eaten. So—"

I choke on my words when he dives forward, dipping his tongue between my folds. He attacks me with his mouth and I can't help but thread my fingers through his beautiful red locks. Jamie's name falls from my lips in a low moan as he laps over my sensitive bundle of nerves repetitively. He applies just the right amount of pressure. Just the steadiness I need to quickly bring me right to the edge. His mouth is expert. 

Just as I'm about to soak his face with even more of my juices does he pull away from me. I'm a hot panting mess as I look down at him with needy confusion. My fingers are still wound through his hair as he looks up at me arrogantly.

"Yeah, guess it's a shame he's not here, huh? What a waste of wet ass pussy." To further his point he wipes his mouth with the palm of his hand. "Completely fucking soaked and desperate. In need of a good dicking, for sure." I tighten my grip in his hair and try to bring his face forward but he doesn't budge. "I don't think so, sweetheart."

"Jamie, come oooon." He jerks his head, signaling me to free him, and I loosen my grip in his hair. "Please. Pleeaasseee.""

"It's funny how I'm the one on my knees but yet you're the one doing all the begging." I pout at him and he chuckles. "Get that sweet ass on the bed and I'll give you what you want." I flop myself backward instantly in compliance as he stands up. "Needy little thing tonight, aren't you?"

"Yes. Very much so."

"No more playing, I see."

"None." 

He strips himself from head to toe and I can't help but enjoy the show. Once he's completely bare does he climb on top of me. I spread my legs, welcoming his body with excitement. He rubs his naked length against my flooded sex, coaxing out even more wetness from me.

"That feels so good. You're so fucking wet." I do nothing but hum up to him in agreement as he continues to work himself against me. 

"Please." I beg him only once before he slowly pushes his way inside. I welcome him hungrily, wrapping my legs around him as he does.

"Fuck, you feel so good." He groans out as he fills me. After I'd told Jamie I had an IUD, and that we could safely have unprotected sex without me getting pregnant, it's the only way we've been having it. Sex with nothing between us. "So so so good."

"Mmm so do you." I murmur up to him. His pace is slow and steady, sensual even. He looks over my face before lowering his lips to mine. I meet them hungrily, pushing my tongue into his mouth. His thrusts pick up inside of me as our kiss becomes more and more passionate; telling each other all of the things we've wanted to for so long.

I want you. I love you. I need you more than anyone else.

With each and every rocking motion of our hips together, every single thrust, we silently say these things to one another. Just as he hits the perfect spot does my body begin to erupt, tightening around him just so. His hips buck harder, bringing me all the way to the top before throwing me over the precipice. The cry of a moan I let out as I orgasm I know won't be the last he gives me tonight; or ever, for that matter.

Because my forever is with my best friend and lover. My forever is with him, with Jamie.