Chemistry: An Everyday Heroes World Novel (The Everyday Heroes World)

by J. P. Nicholas

  “You kinda did later in your bedroom,” I remark suggestively.

  She smiles devilishly, thinking back on the memory. “Yeah, no regrets now.”

  We stop in front of a bottle of marsala wine, strategically placed over bedsheets and an unopened condom.

  Chloe turns to me, fire blazing in her eyes. “I don’t think this section needs an introduction.”

  “No, it does not,” I agree, meeting her gaze. I bring my lips to the shell of her ear and rasp out a whisper. “And what were you thinking here?”

  “Nothing,” she admits. “Thinking would’ve led to overthinking, which would’ve made me stop it before it got too far. I wasn’t thinking very much at all. I was just feeling. Feeling how good you feel. How good you make me feel.”

  My cock thickens in my jeans. Fuuuck, I’m so turned on right now.

  I swallow roughly. “And the next stop?”

  She drives us a little further down until we stop in front of Kyle. He’s holding a giant sign with the giant word YES! written on it in black Sharpie.

  “Thinking back on how I feel. How I felt. This is the exact moment I think I fell in love with you. When I found out that you asked my son’s permission to date me.” She switches her gaze from Kyle to me. We lock eyes, with our breaths growing shallower. I lean a little closer, hanging onto every word she says. “I have never met anyone like you, Lucas. You’re so sweet, thoughtful, kind, intelligent, sexy, and I speak for both of us here when I say that we love and adore you. You’ve become such an integral part of our lives. At first, that scared me. But now, it excites me.”

  I stroke my thumb under her eye, brushing away a loose tear that wants to slip down her cheek.

  “I know I hurt you. And even while you were crushed, you still thought of me first. You told Kyle a lie just to make him not resent me for what I did. Instead, he resented you unfairly. I cannot express my gratitude for that. I don’t deserve you. I know I don’t. And I want to spend every single day we’re together proving to you that I want to earn having you by my side. I don’t want to take it for granted. You’re one of a kind, Lucas. And I love you.”

  I want to kiss her, to reassure her that she does deserve me, but I don’t. Instead, I just say what I know she needs to hear from me right now. I press my forehead to hers and close my eyes.

  “I love you too, Chloe. So damn much.”

  “Does that mean you’re going to be part of our family again?” Kyle asks, the innocence of his words wraps around my heart and squeezes it like a warm hug.

  I turn to him and open my arms, beckoning for him to jump into them. When he does, I wrap him up and pull him close to my chest. I press a kiss to the top of his head. “I’d love to, Buddy.”

  “Great! So, we’re one big happy family again?” His words are muffled against my shirt, but I can still make them out. I turn to his mother, wanting her to take the lead here on this one.

  “Absolutely. One big happy family,” she repeats, tugging at my heartstrings.

  I release Kyle and tell him to go inside and keep my sister company for a minute. Like the good kid he is, he listens, giving me some alone time with his mother. I lean in to kiss her, but she clamps my lips closed with her thumb and forefinger. I hum, confused.

  “I memorized all these science puns for you. And I’ll be damned if all those hours are in vain,” she explains, releasing my lips.

  I lean back and fold my arms across my chest.

  “Let’s hear them then,” I suggest, excitement strumming through my veins.

  “Okay, just don’t quiz me what any of them mean. Cuz I have no fucking idea.”

  I laugh loudly.

  “Deal, lay ‘em on me.”

  “If I were a Shwann cell, I’d squeeze around your axon and give you fast action potential,” she whispers breathily. My dick kicks in my pants. Holy hell! My skin is on fire.

  “It’s so goddamn sexy when you talk science to me,” I admit under my breath.

  “Oh, then you’re gonna love these.” She clears her throat for emphasis and fires one right after the other, each one hitting me with more force than the last. “So, what do you say you bombard my singularity with your rocket ship until I supernova?”

  “Babe, keep going,” I urge.

  “You’re a moving electric charge, and I’m a moving magnetic charge. Wanna flux?”

  “Fuuuuck me,” I growl.

  “If you were C6, and I were H12, all we would need is the air we breathe to be sweeter than sugar.”

  “So hot.”

  “The direction fields of my heart all point to you. Lucas, I love you. And I’m sorry that used to scare me. But I promise you it doesn’t anymore. I love you with all my heart. I love you so much that I memorized several of these corny jokes you love and don’t even know what any of them mean. And I love you so wholeheartedly that I’ll try to listen when you explain them to me later.”

  I can’t stop myself any longer. I dip my mouth to hers and steal a kiss. And this kiss is the hottest, sweetest, greatest kiss of my entire life. Because this time, when Chloe kisses me, I know that she loves me too. We’re two pieces of a very jagged puzzle that somehow fit together seamlessly.

  When her lips slide over mine, I can’t help the smile from growing on my face. Chloe breaks the kiss, pulling back to study my face.

  Her green eyes twinkle at me.

  “What is it?”

  I thread my fingers through hers and squeeze. “Nothing. It’s just you somehow make me fall more in love with you every single day. Even when I was angry at you, I still loved you. You’ve got this hold on me, Chloe.”

  She nuzzles her head on my shoulder. “And I won’t ever let you go again.”

  Epilogue

  Chloe

  SEVERAL MONTHS LATER.

  I pull on the ends of my hair as my frustration levels rise. I keep staring at the piece of paper as if it will magically grow a mouth and explain to me how I’m supposed to explain it to Kyle. Lucas slides up behind me, places his hands on my shoulders, and begins to knead out the tension.

  “Oh, that feels good,” I hum, enjoying every second of his magic fingers at work. He presses a kiss to the top of my head.

  “Why don’t you let me take over?”

  I shake my head half-heartedly. “But you just finished teaching your seventh virtual class today. I can’t ask you to now turn around and teach Kyle. That’s not fair to you. The deal was I would try to learn this shit so I could teach him.”

  Lucas rests his chin on my shoulder, staring down at the piece of paper that is driving me positively insane.

  “True, but I do teach kids for a living. Let me take a crack at tackling eighth grade American History.”

  “I mean, can’t we just show him Hamilton again? How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore—”

  Kyle chimes in without missing a beat. “And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot in the Caribbean by providence impoverished, in squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar?”

  I point to him. “See? Works better than any textbook.”

  Lucas adjusts the glasses on his face and chuckles. “True, but he’s not on the Revolutionary War until chapter three. What would you do in the meantime?”

  I shrug dramatically, giving up all hope. “Fine. I guess I’ll let you teach him this one. But, so help me, I’m still going to attempt English. This pandemic is going to drive me into insanity.”

  “I think you’re already there,” Lucas mocks, playfully squeezing my shoulder.

  Taking several steps back, I watch as Lucas hovers over Kyle, attempting to teach him the topic that I couldn’t—watching them assume the father-son dynamic so effortlessly takes my breath away. It truly is a beautiful sight to behold. A sight I never want to end. That’s when something takes over me—either a feeling or an instant. I’m not sure which. But what I do next is very unlike me. In fact, it’s a very Lucas thing to do. I guess he’s rubbing off on me in more ways than one.
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  The movement feels natural as I step behind him and slink my hand down his chest, pulling his body closer to mine. Using my other hand, I slide it under the waistband of his jeans, past the elastic of his boxer briefs, and grip one of his amazing ass cheeks. I like being able to touch him like this whenever I want.

  He laughs nervously as he struggles to focus on teaching history. That laugh, low and deep, just does something to me. The corners of his mouth hook into a sexy, suggestive grin that makes me stupid.

  With my finger under his chin, I turn his hazel perplexed gaze to meet mine.

  “Marry me?” I ask him with ease. It flows off my tongue faster than my brain could process it.

  He leans in closer, dragging his tongue across his bottom lip.

  “I guess you beat me to it.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a velvet box. “I was planning on asking you tonight. Talked to Kyle about it this morning.”

  “I said yes,” Kyle injects, making us both laugh.

  “Of course, I’ll marry you,” Lucas replies, confidence dripping from each syllable.

  “Likewise,” I reply.

  The sudden brush of his lips against mine makes me shiver and lean in for more. The firm press of his mouth with mine fills me with longing. This man sure can kiss. He knows just what to do with that tongue to make me melt into his arms. I squeeze his ass cheek tighter, causing him to groan in my mouth.

  Lucas breaks the kiss and mumbles against my lips. “We’re not alone here.”

  I bring both my hands back to my sides. “Right. Raincheck.”

  “Absofuckinglutely,” he grins.

  Then we both turn to Kyle and say in unison. “Don’t repeat that.”

  Everything just feels oh-so-right. Us parenting together. Being together. We’re just one big happy family. The Three Amigos. And I wouldn’t want it any other way. Sure, Lucas has been trying to convince me to try for baby number two. And I know I’ll cave in a month—two tops—but for now, I’m enjoying having the infamous Stud Muffin all to myself.

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  Also by J.P. Nicholas

  Just Pretend (Sandy Heights #1)

  Relapse (Sandy Heights #2)

  Good Neighbors (Sandy Heights #3)

  About the Author

  Author J.P. Nicholas writes contemporary romance brimming with passion, heart, whimsy, and often times, family. His stories are known for their chest-squeezing plotlines, sexy, heartwarming moments, and hilarious heroes that will both melt your heart and make you swoon. His characters are known for their sizzling chemistry that J.P. enjoys capturing on the page. When J.P. isn’t tapping away at his laptop, he can be found in his home state of Florida, binge-watching TV shows, or devouring tons of Italian food with his family.

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