Remington's POV
"You're moving out? Well, what took you so long?", was Seb's response when Carina and I announced we were planning to get a place for ourselves here in L.A.. After last night and this morning, it was clear to both of us that we couldn't stay together while under the same roof as my brothers and band mates without making a scene that would embarrass us both. While I was shameless about what we did, I knew Carina was right when she told me earlier that it would be smarter and more sensitive to spare my band from having to hear us having sex almost every day, even after we're married. And besides all that, she wanted to be able to get a private space here in L.A. to work on her music whenever she's here. She mentioned she doesn't need a big place and she isn't trying to steal me away from my brothers so I don't have to live away from them with her, but I had already made it clear that she was my new home and wherever she wants to be, I'll be there, too. My words brought tears to her eyes as I wiped them away with kisses and a tender hug.
Now we were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast that Sebastian prepared and since Carina still couldn't walk properly (because of me), I had to carry her to her seat and when Seb asked, our silence gave him his answer as he asked no further questions except if we wanted coffee or tea. After hearing our plans to move into our own place together here close to Sumerian Records, Sebastian acted like he didn't already see this. I questioned him, "What's that supposed to mean? Am I a burden to you here?" Seb responded while rolling his eyes in annoying, "You know that's not true. Well, not entirely. But everyone knows - even our friends back home in Querencia - that you two cannot keep your hands off each other even if you were paid to do so. While some of us usually don't mind because we know you two love each other very much, it can get a little tedious when you two forget you aren't alone." I glanced at Carina who hung her head in embarrassment as her face turned a deep shade of red.
Seb continued, "Anyway, I'm supportive of your decision, you two deserve your own place outside of the band and all that. Just remember to take care of yourselves and make the most of whatever place you call your home." He was finished talking by then and Carina had come out of her embarrassed state to look back up at Seb and ask, "Are we that...irresponsible? I really don't mean to be, I just...I never loved anyone like your brother." Goddammit, why is she the one being so humble when I'm the one who can't control myself whenever I'm around her? Seb sighed and reassured her, "No, Carina. I don't mean for you to take it the wrong way. I'm so happy you're the one my brother fell in love with, and the rest of us love you like a sister. I'm sure you're the kind of person who wants special moments with someone you love to remain private, yes?" She nodded at his question and he kept talking, "Well, that's fine. I'd never make you feel bad for being so happy and close with Remington when he's become a better person for meeting you."
She let out a breath of relief and seemed calmer as I reached out towards her and place my hand on her cheek before kissing her forehead so sweetly. She smiled sweetly and then we went to talk about other stuff involving our music and personal plans for the near future. By the time breakfast was done, Carina had regained some strength in her legs as she helped clear the table. Seeing her walk so securely as if I didn't screw the daylights out of her this morning made me fall more in love with her. Soon after the table was cleared, it was time for us to head over to Sumerian Records and continue working on the song with ELYSIAN. While I was getting dressed in my bedroom, I noticed Carina wasn't preparing to go. I asked why not and she told me, "I'm actually going to take the day to look at houses that are available on the market. If I find a couple, I'll share them with you to see if you like any of them and we'll go check them out later. If I finish early, I'll come by the studio, but I'm sure you'll be fine having to work with Mae today."
I laughed at that last part and smiled at her, appreciating how much of an amazing woman my fiancée is. When she looked up to find me admiring her so lovingly, she blushed immediately and turned away to try to hide it. I bit my lip at how fucking adorable she can be as I walked closer to her sitting on the bed and leaned down closer to her. She lifted her head up slightly to meet my eyes and that was when I couldn't hold back any longer as I pressed my lips onto hers and push her down onto her back. She giggled in our kiss and I felt her hands getting lost in my hair, tempting me to stay here with her. I pulled away for a minute to tease her with a chuckle, "Can I love you a little bit before I have to leave you for a couple of hours?" She laughed and shook her head, "You're crazy if you think I'm letting you fuck me after you almost left me unable to use my legs. I have things to do." I laughed as I buried my head in her chest, she petted my head before saying, "But you are allowed one makeout session that'll make me dizzy."
I lifted my head back up to meet her eyes and felt excited as I cupped the side of her head in my hand and leaned in to kiss her soft and slow at first, her hands holding my face as she eagerly kissed me back. Then I deepened the kiss and placed my hand under her back, pulling her close to my chest and feeling her heartbeat quicken along with mine as she let out small moans in our kisses and gripped my hair in her hands. God, this woman was going to be the death of me and I'd gladly accept my fate if it was in her hands. After another minute of us kissing this intensely and passionately, I pulled away and watched as she leaned forward a little bit, searching for my lips and then opening her eyes while they were dazed and filled with desire. Pleased with myself, I arched a brow as I asked, "Satisfied? Or would you like me to take care of you better?" She gasped before turning her head away and answered with an embarrassed blush, "Ahem, no, that was good enough. You can go now and if I'm feeling generous later...", she pulled on the chain of my necklace and whispered against my lips, "...I'll let you make feel so good." Fuck me, I may be the one making her feel good, but she's got me wrapped around her finger and she knows it.
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