Welcome to Racer's

Chapter 22

Bruno had barely reached the end of the street before his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Miss you already xxx

His heart skipped about twenty beats at once.

How the fuck was he so lucky?

He immediately texted her back.

I can't wait to see you tomorrow xxx

As they made plans for her to come over the next morning, he almost walked into about six different poles. He wasn't 100% sure how he even managed to get home, he felt so drunk with happiness. It was all he could do to not sprint through the streets, or skip, or fucking backflip.

He couldn't believe she was his.

But she was. And he was hers.

Eventually, he made it back home.

He fell onto his bed, still smelling Tammy's perfume faintly on his sheets, and immediately felt sleep pulling at him.

He picked up his phone one last time.

Good night beautiful. You made me the happiest man in the world today. Wish I was waking up to you. Sweet dreams xxx

And as his head hit the pillow, he fell straight to sleep.

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Bruno awoke the next morning, stretching, and felt a presence next to him.

He rolled over, and found Tammy lying on his bed, grinning at him.

He laughed in surprise, and immediately pulled the covers back, letting her snuggle in beside him.

" Ooooh you're so warm!"

" How did you get in my house?" he chuckled.

She giggled. "Cora told me which potplant the key was under. Somehow I didn't think you'd mind"

He shook his head, kissing her gently.

"If I could wake up to your face every morning I would be the luckiest guy on the fucking planet".

She blushed. "Bruno, fuck . That's..." she rolled on top of him, pressing kisses to his face. "I never would have picked you as being so fucking romantic "

He chuckled. "Honestly? I'm usually not."

She furrowed her brow at him, confused. He smiled and kissed the wrinkle between her perfectly manicured eyebrows.

"Must just be something about you" he mused softly, kissing her lips again.

" Oh my god..." she giggled, blushing again.

She snuggled into him, and he breathed in the smell of her hair. He heard a distinct rumble from her stomach, and he laughed.

"Haven't had breakfast then?"

She groaned "Nah, I wanted to wait and have it with you"

"Sneaking in to your boyfriend's place to have breakfast with him. Now who's the romantic?"

She nuzzled her face into his neck. "Me. I'm the romantic. I'm feeling very romantic about this whole thing" She motioned between them.

His stomach did a backflip. "Tammy... urgh ."

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly to him. He didn't know how to put into words how that made him feel. "I don't deserve you. You make me feel so fucking lucky"