pull him even closer, but I’m afraid that we’re moving too fast.
“Come on Daddy. Let’s go, let’s go.”
“I think it’s best if we go.” I almost don’t recognize my voice. It’s breathless, giving me away. He knows he can make me burn, and he’s pleased with himself for that. I can see it in his smile. Our eyes meet and then he places a gentle kiss on my lips. My entire body screams, and I immediately cross my legs, forcing the tingling sensation away. He shuts my door then walks around the front of the car, a big smile on his face.
“Two beautiful ladies next to me,” he says as he puts his seatbelt on. “I am one lucky guy. Lucky indeed.” He turns on the ignition and the truck bursts to life. I twist in my seat to face Lily, and her face is one big smile. She holds out her little hand to me, and I give her mine in return. Right now David may think he’s lucky, but I am the one that’s feeling blessed.
Chapter 13
I try to pay attention to where we’re going, but all I can think of is being in the car with them. I rest my arm on the middle divider and David links our fingers together. His hand is warm and soft, and as he rubs his thumb against my knuckles, I’m starting to feel very relaxed and at peace. Part of me loves the feeling he ignites in me each time we touch, but there’s also another side that tells me to pull back.
The last thing I want is to give him the wrong idea. Nothing can come of it. Maybe, if I’m lucky, we can be friends. But a relationship? That would be very unlikely. I know I’m not ready, no matter how much I would like to be. All I’m feeling right now is lust. Raging hormones for a body that hasn’t been touched in a very long time. Feelings that I can’t push back until they are no longer there.
I don’t dare to look at him right now, so I look outside the window as the baby hums softly in the back seat. So this is what a family outing feels like.
“So what’s the story with you two?”
“What do you mean?”
“Come on, David. It’s plain to see she has the hots for you.” He laughs at my comment.
“If I didn’t know any better, I would think you’re jealous.”
“Yeah, but you do know better. Seriously, is there anything going on between the two of you?”
“Let’s get something straight. If I wanted to be with her, I wouldn’t be driving with you right now. I don’t play games, Jenny. I never have. Besides she’s not my type.”
“Oh. And what exactly is your type?” He slows down the car at the stoplight then turns around to face me. His expression both scares me and fills me with desire.
“You are.” The light changes again and he continues to drive, unaware that with those two simple words he stole a piece of my heart. “Do you want to get a tree for your place?”
“What?”
“A tree? For your place?” His voice sounds normal, unaffected by the energy that emanates from our touch. I wish I could control my voice but it comes out shaky. If he notices, he doesn’t say anything about it.
“Oh, no. It’s just me, so no need for that. I can’t remember the last time I got a tree.” I’m lying actually. I know exactly the last time I had a Christmas tree. Sam surprised me by bringing home a real tree although I told him not to. It was the ugliest thing I’d ever seen but we spent hours decorating it with homemade ornaments. That night we sat on the floor drinking hot chocolate and looking at the twinkling lights. It was another good memory long forgotten.
“It’s ok. We don’t mind sharing the tree with you.” I fight the urge to pull my hand from his, but he senses and tightens the hold. “Sharing is good, Jenny.” I don’t know if he’s still talking about the tree or something more. Would he still feel the same if I told him all my secrets? Would he still want to touch me if he saw all
“Come on Daddy. Let’s go, let’s go.”
“I think it’s best if we go.” I almost don’t recognize my voice. It’s breathless, giving me away. He knows he can make me burn, and he’s pleased with himself for that. I can see it in his smile. Our eyes meet and then he places a gentle kiss on my lips. My entire body screams, and I immediately cross my legs, forcing the tingling sensation away. He shuts my door then walks around the front of the car, a big smile on his face.
“Two beautiful ladies next to me,” he says as he puts his seatbelt on. “I am one lucky guy. Lucky indeed.” He turns on the ignition and the truck bursts to life. I twist in my seat to face Lily, and her face is one big smile. She holds out her little hand to me, and I give her mine in return. Right now David may think he’s lucky, but I am the one that’s feeling blessed.
Chapter 13
I try to pay attention to where we’re going, but all I can think of is being in the car with them. I rest my arm on the middle divider and David links our fingers together. His hand is warm and soft, and as he rubs his thumb against my knuckles, I’m starting to feel very relaxed and at peace. Part of me loves the feeling he ignites in me each time we touch, but there’s also another side that tells me to pull back.
The last thing I want is to give him the wrong idea. Nothing can come of it. Maybe, if I’m lucky, we can be friends. But a relationship? That would be very unlikely. I know I’m not ready, no matter how much I would like to be. All I’m feeling right now is lust. Raging hormones for a body that hasn’t been touched in a very long time. Feelings that I can’t push back until they are no longer there.
I don’t dare to look at him right now, so I look outside the window as the baby hums softly in the back seat. So this is what a family outing feels like.
“So what’s the story with you two?”
“What do you mean?”
“Come on, David. It’s plain to see she has the hots for you.” He laughs at my comment.
“If I didn’t know any better, I would think you’re jealous.”
“Yeah, but you do know better. Seriously, is there anything going on between the two of you?”
“Let’s get something straight. If I wanted to be with her, I wouldn’t be driving with you right now. I don’t play games, Jenny. I never have. Besides she’s not my type.”
“Oh. And what exactly is your type?” He slows down the car at the stoplight then turns around to face me. His expression both scares me and fills me with desire.
“You are.” The light changes again and he continues to drive, unaware that with those two simple words he stole a piece of my heart. “Do you want to get a tree for your place?”
“What?”
“A tree? For your place?” His voice sounds normal, unaffected by the energy that emanates from our touch. I wish I could control my voice but it comes out shaky. If he notices, he doesn’t say anything about it.
“Oh, no. It’s just me, so no need for that. I can’t remember the last time I got a tree.” I’m lying actually. I know exactly the last time I had a Christmas tree. Sam surprised me by bringing home a real tree although I told him not to. It was the ugliest thing I’d ever seen but we spent hours decorating it with homemade ornaments. That night we sat on the floor drinking hot chocolate and looking at the twinkling lights. It was another good memory long forgotten.
“It’s ok. We don’t mind sharing the tree with you.” I fight the urge to pull my hand from his, but he senses and tightens the hold. “Sharing is good, Jenny.” I don’t know if he’s still talking about the tree or something more. Would he still feel the same if I told him all my secrets? Would he still want to touch me if he saw all
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