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you accusing me of making them look like little Goth
sluts?
He brushed the hair away from the side of her neck
and pressed a kiss there by way of an apology. No.
But you definitely don't look at things the way everyone
else does.
Her skin was so soft, so sweet smelling, one kiss
wasn't enough.
He wanted more.
And not just more of her incredible body. He wanted
more of her. More information about what made her
tick. More stories about how she'd grown from a little
girl into this incredible woman.
Was it hard to start a business?
She shifted again in obvious surprise at his question
and her hair shifted back to cover her neck. I thought
we weren't asking questions?
She was right. He'd asked for fun. And nothing but. If he
were being smart, he'd simply strip her clothes off and
make love to her, no more words, no more getting
inside her head. Her heart.
But it wasn't enough.
I want to know more about you.
The silence stretched out between them, the crackling
of the fire and the waves washing up on the shore not
nearly big enough to fill it.
Finally, she softly said, I was a little scared.
It took him a long moment to realize she was
answering his earlier question, rather than commenting
on his wanting to know her. Because she had to know,
just as he did, that it was a really bad idea to talk like
this, to get in even deeper with each other.
But even though I was scared, she continued, I knew
I would regret it forever if I didn't go for what I wanted.
He wasn't ready for the way her words settled
themselves way down deep in his gut and was glad
when she didn't let them linger.
I have Lily to thank for so much of my success. I can't
even calculate how many hours she sat there on the
floor and clapped and cheered while my dolls gave
imaginary fashion shows. And she was such a
sensation in my final show for school, and then my first
show on my own.
I love Lily too, he said, but I'm not asking about her.
I'm asking about you.
Well, here's something you should know about me.
She moved out of his arms and reached for a stick and
the bag of marshmallows. I have a major sweet tooth.
He shouldn't be feeling disappointed at her clear
switch away from his probing. He should be thanking
her for keeping them in safe territory.
Fuck. Who was he kidding? They hadn't been
anywhere near safe territory since the moment he rang
her doorbell and kissed her.
She handed him a long stick and a couple of
marshmallows and side by side they held them over
the flames. A minute later they were assembling their
s'mores. The sound she made when the sugar and
chocolate hit her tongue was almost enough to make
him jealous.
That good, huh?
She opened her eyes back up and smiled at him. Only
one thing is better.
She pressed her lips against his and he tasted the
lingering sweetness on her tongue.
What about you? she whispered against his lips.
What was it about kissing her that made him lose hold
of his brain, he wondered as he repeated, Me?
Do you like it?
I love kissing you.
She pressed her lips back to his, harder this time.
When she pulled away, she said, Good. But I was
talking about your dessert.
He looked at the s'more in his hand as if it was the first
time he'd seen it.
Take a bite, she insisted.
Food had never been all that important to him before,
simply something he took care of to keep his energy
up. And it had certainly never been sensual.
Until now.
Her eyes never left his mouth as he bit into the gooey
treat. He felt crumbs on his lips but he didn't have time
to brush them away, because Janica's tongue made it
there first.
He barely managed to swallow as she sat back,
waiting expectantly for his answer.
So?
It's good. But I still like the taste of your kisses better.
Her smile was as bright as the bonfire. You know, with
lines like that you could have given your brother a run
for his money.
Knowing she and Travis had always had a fairly bumpy
relationship, he said, He's a good guy. Better than
most people know.
She looked uncharacteristically serious. I see the way
he treats Lily. I know how good he is. But that doesn't
change his past.
Something about her statement, something about the [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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you accusing me of making them look like little Goth
sluts?
He brushed the hair away from the side of her neck
and pressed a kiss there by way of an apology. No.
But you definitely don't look at things the way everyone
else does.
Her skin was so soft, so sweet smelling, one kiss
wasn't enough.
He wanted more.
And not just more of her incredible body. He wanted
more of her. More information about what made her
tick. More stories about how she'd grown from a little
girl into this incredible woman.
Was it hard to start a business?
She shifted again in obvious surprise at his question
and her hair shifted back to cover her neck. I thought
we weren't asking questions?
She was right. He'd asked for fun. And nothing but. If he
were being smart, he'd simply strip her clothes off and
make love to her, no more words, no more getting
inside her head. Her heart.
But it wasn't enough.
I want to know more about you.
The silence stretched out between them, the crackling
of the fire and the waves washing up on the shore not
nearly big enough to fill it.
Finally, she softly said, I was a little scared.
It took him a long moment to realize she was
answering his earlier question, rather than commenting
on his wanting to know her. Because she had to know,
just as he did, that it was a really bad idea to talk like
this, to get in even deeper with each other.
But even though I was scared, she continued, I knew
I would regret it forever if I didn't go for what I wanted.
He wasn't ready for the way her words settled
themselves way down deep in his gut and was glad
when she didn't let them linger.
I have Lily to thank for so much of my success. I can't
even calculate how many hours she sat there on the
floor and clapped and cheered while my dolls gave
imaginary fashion shows. And she was such a
sensation in my final show for school, and then my first
show on my own.
I love Lily too, he said, but I'm not asking about her.
I'm asking about you.
Well, here's something you should know about me.
She moved out of his arms and reached for a stick and
the bag of marshmallows. I have a major sweet tooth.
He shouldn't be feeling disappointed at her clear
switch away from his probing. He should be thanking
her for keeping them in safe territory.
Fuck. Who was he kidding? They hadn't been
anywhere near safe territory since the moment he rang
her doorbell and kissed her.
She handed him a long stick and a couple of
marshmallows and side by side they held them over
the flames. A minute later they were assembling their
s'mores. The sound she made when the sugar and
chocolate hit her tongue was almost enough to make
him jealous.
That good, huh?
She opened her eyes back up and smiled at him. Only
one thing is better.
She pressed her lips against his and he tasted the
lingering sweetness on her tongue.
What about you? she whispered against his lips.
What was it about kissing her that made him lose hold
of his brain, he wondered as he repeated, Me?
Do you like it?
I love kissing you.
She pressed her lips back to his, harder this time.
When she pulled away, she said, Good. But I was
talking about your dessert.
He looked at the s'more in his hand as if it was the first
time he'd seen it.
Take a bite, she insisted.
Food had never been all that important to him before,
simply something he took care of to keep his energy
up. And it had certainly never been sensual.
Until now.
Her eyes never left his mouth as he bit into the gooey
treat. He felt crumbs on his lips but he didn't have time
to brush them away, because Janica's tongue made it
there first.
He barely managed to swallow as she sat back,
waiting expectantly for his answer.
So?
It's good. But I still like the taste of your kisses better.
Her smile was as bright as the bonfire. You know, with
lines like that you could have given your brother a run
for his money.
Knowing she and Travis had always had a fairly bumpy
relationship, he said, He's a good guy. Better than
most people know.
She looked uncharacteristically serious. I see the way
he treats Lily. I know how good he is. But that doesn't
change his past.
Something about her statement, something about the [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]