Fernanda in the house.

We got to my house at around 7:00 PM, and by then there were already a couple of extra cars parked by the garage. One was flashy enough that it could only be one person. The shiny silver Supra was Alex’s, meaning he and his wife were here already. I’ve actually never met Alex’s wife, but I’m not worried because I know Alice loves her. But without trying to disrespect them, I was more interested in the second car, Maria’s. Why? Because Maria had agreed to bring Fernanda with her.

We got out of the cars and I led everyone into the house and into the kitchen, where Mila, Grace and Sarah were getting bowls of snacks ready to take outside. That is, until they saw Lena and the four girls ran to hug each other.

“Ugh, it’s like I haven’t seen you in ages!” Mila said, hugging Lena hard.

“It’s been a few weeks at most, but yeah!” Lena said, laughing.

“Still, maybe it’s because it’s been a while, but…” Sarah looked Lena up and down and nodded in approval. “You look great, woman.”

“Seriously.”

“It’s what I get from dating a jock,” Lena said, giggling.

Yeah, she had lost some weight and seemed in great shape. Kevin said she finally agreed to cut down on sugar, and with the exercise he was already dragging her to do with him, it was finally showing its results.

Mark stepped up to say hi after the girls had their moment. Might be easy to forget by now, but Mark was friends with Mila, Grace and Sarah way before they all knew I existed.

“You’re looking good, too,” Grace said, smirking. “Finally shaved that dumb fluff you called a beard.”

“Okay, now I remember why I don’t like you,” Mark said, unamused.

I looked around and found no one else in the kitchen, and of course my girls noticed me getting all restless.

“Fernanda’s in the bar with Diana and Maria,” Sarah told me, grinning. “Go say hi. Alex and his wife are outside, preparing the fire. Thomas, Kevin, go help him out, okay?”

The girls had their friends to catch up with and I really wanted to see Fernanda. Better send Thomas and Kevin out for now.

I went from one end of the house to the other, through both empty halls and entered the bar. Much to my surprise, the shelves behind the counter now had a few bottles.

“Where did those come from?” I asked, walking towards the counter. Diana was, of course, behind it, while Maria and Fernanda were sitting on the stools in front of it.

Fernanda saw me, her eyes lit up and she stood up.

“My gift to you and Diana!” Maria said, raising her half-empty glass of negroni. “For the house and for her finally deciding to move in with you all!”

“Is she drunk already?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“She’s only had half a glass so far, and she can take it,” Diana said, then turned to Maria again. “Now, come on, your boyfriend’s here and these two deserve a moment alone. Shoo.”

“Fine, but I’m coming back!” Maria said, pouting.

Diana smiled at us and shot Fernanda a wink as she dragged Maria out of the bar, giving us a moment of privacy.

Fern and I looked at each other and chuckled.

“Everything okay so far?” I asked her.

“Yes. We got here like 20 minutes ago.” She smiled brightly and moved restlessly, at least until she couldn’t hold back anymore and threw herself at me, pulling me into a big, tight hug as she giggled. “I’m sorry. We saw each other a few days ago, but… I wanted to see you again so bad!”

I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and lifted her up from the floor, which was a little awkward, not because she was heavy, but simply because she’s a bit taller. I spun us around a couple of times as she laughed before I set her back down.

“I’ve missed you, too. I don’t count that day at the coffee shop as a proper meeting, considering the things that happened,” I told her. I cupped her cheek, though half of it was for my own reassurance. “Nothing’s happened again, right?”

Fernanda shook her head. “No, he hasn’t shown up again.”

“And hopefully he never will.”

Fernanda nodded, then hugged me closer, resting her chin on my shoulder. “But let’s not think about that anymore, okay?”

“Right. I’m sorry.” I sighed, then **** a smile to get myself out of that gloomy mood. “Did you get a tour of the house?”

“I did. It’s beautiful. Noelle showed me around, actually.”

I grinned. “Really? She did?”

“I just learned that we like many of the same things, so we ended up talking a lot.”

Hearing that already made my chest feel a little lighter. Fernanda had been developing a good relationship with Grace, and she also started on the right foot with Diana and Sarah, but she was still an acquaintance at best to Mila, Noelle and Alice. Really, the girls were trusting my instincts more than anything else when it came to my relationship with Fernanda, and while I did trust said instinct, a part of me was afraid that it only considered her and me, not the others. Meaning that, Fernanda and I could be perfect for each other, but that there were no guarantees about her getting along with the others. Fernanda had the exact same worries, too.

“I’ll try my best to get along with everyone,” she said softly.

I shook my head and pulled away to look her directly in the eyes. “Don’t try to **** it. Just be yourself. You don’t need to be someone else. I don’t want someone else. WE don’t want someone else.”

Fernanda smiled nervously, but nodded. Then…

“H-Hey… Um…”

“Yes?” I asked.

“Would it be… too much to ask for… a kiss? I’ve been… Well…”

“And here I was trying to hold back.”

We shared a little chuckle before slowly coming together into a tender kiss that slowly grew in passion. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and she opened wide. Her hands grabbed the back of my shirt and she pushed herself further against me, pressing her chest against mine. One of my hands reached down to her butt, giving one of her cheeks a hard squeeze that made Fern let out a deep moan of approval.

“That’s dangerous…” she whispered after a deep breath.

“Why?” I asked teasingly.

“Because… Mm…” Fern bit her lip. “I’ve been craving your cock again since our first date ended.”

“Bold,” I said, squeezing her butt again.

She giggled. “It feels good to be bold.”

I kissed her lips again, this time with my hands on her hips. “Think you can wait a few hours?”

“Do I have a choice?” she asked playfully.

“Yes,” I told her. “We can always disappear for a few minutes.”

I think she realized I was serious and her jaw dropped. “I… I’ll wait,” she said, laughing. “You’re actually crazy, aren’t you?”

“Is it off-putting?”

She shook her head. “Any other night, I might take you up on it.”

“Did Noelle show you the… hidden room?”

“Hm? Hidden room?”

“We have yet to use it, actually. Maybe this’ll be the night.”

I’d been feeling okay throughout the day, but after this… I felt a tingling around my crotch that I’d have to ignore for the next few hours.

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