Laces and Lace
Page 87
“I thought we’d be bachelors for life,” JT said softly, his eyes still locked on the TV.
Karson smiled. “Then why did you push me to buy her a ring.”
“’Cause I knew she made you happy, and even though I’m a selfish dick, I want what’s best for you. Even if it is you moving on while I’m still in the awesomeness of bachelorville.”
“Thanks, man,” Karson scoffed. “You act like I’m dying or something. We can still hang out if you don’t fuck chicks in the living room and scare my wife off.”
JT laughed as he nodded. “Yeah, maybe. Sorry about that.”
Jordie didn’t say sorry much, so when he did, Karson took it to heart. “It’s cool. She’s really amazing, and I’d like you to get to know her.”
“Yeah, let’s go to dinner tonight.”
“Sounds good to me,” he said, getting up to go retrieve his wife. “Now we gotta go look at houses.”
“Good luck with that,” JT said, meeting his gaze, and Karson grinned.
“Thanks, bro,” he said, cupping JT’s shoulder briefly before heading toward his room. When he opened the door, Lacey was at her laptop, her brow furrowed and chewing on her lip. It reminded him of when they were back in college, and warmth filled his chest. She was so beautiful and all his, as long as his best friend didn’t scare her off. Or her family broke them up.
Smiling, he fell on the bed beside her, and she looked down at him and shook her head.
“Is he done?”
“Yup, got off and everything. Told you he wouldn’t whack off,” he said with a grin, but she obviously didn’t think he was funny. “He said he is sorry.”
In so many words.
“Whatever, I don’t care. We are finding a house today.”
He smiled. “Sounds good to me.”
Looking at the screen, his brows shot up. “Is that you?”
On the screen was his beautiful wife in a see-through lace number that covered all her naughty bits, but still, she was naked and fucking hot.
She nodded, looking down at him. “Yeah, it’s for a campaign we’re doing. Love Yourself in Lacey’s Lace.”
It was catchy, but…
“So people—men—are going to see this?”
Her lips pursed. “I mean, I guess, but it is geared toward women.”
“Well, yeah, but Victoria’s Secret is geared toward women, and I’ve enjoyed their ads quite a few times.”
Her lips pursed as she looked at him. “Okay, are you uncomfortable with this?”
“A little,” he admitted. “You can see every inch of your breasts, the tattoos, your body that’s supposed to be just for me. Would you be okay with me doing an undies ad, my junk out for the world to see?”
She paused, chewing her lip. “That’s different because sex sells. This is to make women feel beautiful in their skin. Each of us is different, and we all pose in my pieces, looking fabulous.”
He nodded slowly, but still jealousy ate at him. All he saw was some asshole checking out his wife. “I don’t know. I think I don’t like it.”
“Okay,” she said, closing her laptop and meeting his gaze. “What does that mean?”
“It means I don’t like it,” he said with his hands out, confused by the question.
“So, what? Are you trying to say I can’t do it?”
“Whoa,” he said, holding his hands up. “I don’t tell you what to do, Lacey. I let you know my opinion, and you take it into consideration. If you are happy with it and think it will help your business, you do you. But I’m a jealous fool, and all I can think is that dudes will be staring at your hot bod. I support you, no matter what.”
“Really?” she asked softly. “Grady told Rachel she needed to Photoshop herself out of it.”
“Well, I don’t know how their marriage works, but in this one, we will talk it out. Plus, I know you are doing it to help people. Not to just flaunt your body around.”
She giggled. “Lord knows, I don’t have the body to flaunt.”
His face scrunched up as he set her with a look. “You have the body to flaunt. You are made of beautiful curves and hotness, Lacey. Don’t ever think otherwise. You are beautiful.”
“You have to say that,” she said, leaning into him with a grin. “But thank you.”
Now that bothered him more. “No. I don’t. I say what I want, and I mean what I say. You are fucking gorgeous, and I love you. Those two statements can never be overused on you because they are the truth.”
Her face warmed as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and chest. “I love you too. Thank you for being you.”
“I won’t be anyone else but the man who loves and supports you. I know that things have been shitty the last couple days, but I am the one person you can depend on.”
She nodded, her hand cupping his neck. “I know and the same goes for you.”
He smiled as he ran his nose along hers. He loved her more than anything, and he was ready to love her the way she deserved. He was ready for this amazing life that was at the tips of their fingers. It was going to be a good life.
Together.
Forever.
Even though forever was nowhere near enough time to love this girl. He needed lifetimes, but he only had this one, and he was going to make it the best there ever was. Holding her close to him, he smiled as his eyes locked with hers. He could see their whole future together, and it was a good one.
Karson smiled. “Then why did you push me to buy her a ring.”
“’Cause I knew she made you happy, and even though I’m a selfish dick, I want what’s best for you. Even if it is you moving on while I’m still in the awesomeness of bachelorville.”
“Thanks, man,” Karson scoffed. “You act like I’m dying or something. We can still hang out if you don’t fuck chicks in the living room and scare my wife off.”
JT laughed as he nodded. “Yeah, maybe. Sorry about that.”
Jordie didn’t say sorry much, so when he did, Karson took it to heart. “It’s cool. She’s really amazing, and I’d like you to get to know her.”
“Yeah, let’s go to dinner tonight.”
“Sounds good to me,” he said, getting up to go retrieve his wife. “Now we gotta go look at houses.”
“Good luck with that,” JT said, meeting his gaze, and Karson grinned.
“Thanks, bro,” he said, cupping JT’s shoulder briefly before heading toward his room. When he opened the door, Lacey was at her laptop, her brow furrowed and chewing on her lip. It reminded him of when they were back in college, and warmth filled his chest. She was so beautiful and all his, as long as his best friend didn’t scare her off. Or her family broke them up.
Smiling, he fell on the bed beside her, and she looked down at him and shook her head.
“Is he done?”
“Yup, got off and everything. Told you he wouldn’t whack off,” he said with a grin, but she obviously didn’t think he was funny. “He said he is sorry.”
In so many words.
“Whatever, I don’t care. We are finding a house today.”
He smiled. “Sounds good to me.”
Looking at the screen, his brows shot up. “Is that you?”
On the screen was his beautiful wife in a see-through lace number that covered all her naughty bits, but still, she was naked and fucking hot.
She nodded, looking down at him. “Yeah, it’s for a campaign we’re doing. Love Yourself in Lacey’s Lace.”
It was catchy, but…
“So people—men—are going to see this?”
Her lips pursed. “I mean, I guess, but it is geared toward women.”
“Well, yeah, but Victoria’s Secret is geared toward women, and I’ve enjoyed their ads quite a few times.”
Her lips pursed as she looked at him. “Okay, are you uncomfortable with this?”
“A little,” he admitted. “You can see every inch of your breasts, the tattoos, your body that’s supposed to be just for me. Would you be okay with me doing an undies ad, my junk out for the world to see?”
She paused, chewing her lip. “That’s different because sex sells. This is to make women feel beautiful in their skin. Each of us is different, and we all pose in my pieces, looking fabulous.”
He nodded slowly, but still jealousy ate at him. All he saw was some asshole checking out his wife. “I don’t know. I think I don’t like it.”
“Okay,” she said, closing her laptop and meeting his gaze. “What does that mean?”
“It means I don’t like it,” he said with his hands out, confused by the question.
“So, what? Are you trying to say I can’t do it?”
“Whoa,” he said, holding his hands up. “I don’t tell you what to do, Lacey. I let you know my opinion, and you take it into consideration. If you are happy with it and think it will help your business, you do you. But I’m a jealous fool, and all I can think is that dudes will be staring at your hot bod. I support you, no matter what.”
“Really?” she asked softly. “Grady told Rachel she needed to Photoshop herself out of it.”
“Well, I don’t know how their marriage works, but in this one, we will talk it out. Plus, I know you are doing it to help people. Not to just flaunt your body around.”
She giggled. “Lord knows, I don’t have the body to flaunt.”
His face scrunched up as he set her with a look. “You have the body to flaunt. You are made of beautiful curves and hotness, Lacey. Don’t ever think otherwise. You are beautiful.”
“You have to say that,” she said, leaning into him with a grin. “But thank you.”
Now that bothered him more. “No. I don’t. I say what I want, and I mean what I say. You are fucking gorgeous, and I love you. Those two statements can never be overused on you because they are the truth.”
Her face warmed as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and chest. “I love you too. Thank you for being you.”
“I won’t be anyone else but the man who loves and supports you. I know that things have been shitty the last couple days, but I am the one person you can depend on.”
She nodded, her hand cupping his neck. “I know and the same goes for you.”
He smiled as he ran his nose along hers. He loved her more than anything, and he was ready to love her the way she deserved. He was ready for this amazing life that was at the tips of their fingers. It was going to be a good life.
Together.
Forever.
Even though forever was nowhere near enough time to love this girl. He needed lifetimes, but he only had this one, and he was going to make it the best there ever was. Holding her close to him, he smiled as his eyes locked with hers. He could see their whole future together, and it was a good one.
