someplace happier in her mind.
“You will always be important to me, and I will always
cherish the time we were together.” She touched her lips to his temple and
something she’d been holding on to way too long gave up the uncomfortable hold
it had on her heart. “And you will f—”
“Oh, don’t say it,” he groaned, holding her at arm’s length.
“Do not tell me I will find someone better suited to me one day because I had
the best and I ruined it.”
“I thought the same thing until the craziest thing happened
a few weeks ago,” she told him, her stomach doing a little flip-flop at the
thought of that first night with Alex.
His mouth pressed into a thin line and he nodded. “Can I
call when I come home?”
“I would be insulted if you didn’t.”
He stepped in and kissed her, warm and soft, then released
her and headed for the front door without another word. He didn’t look back,
didn’t so much as look left or right before he stepped onto the sidewalk, so
she was surprised when she went to the door to watch him leave and found Alex sitting
off to one side on the wide front stoop.
Petra grabbed her coat off a hook and went out to sit next
to him. The air was cool, but the sun was shining bright.
“How long have you been out here?”
He took off his sunglasses and propped them on top of his head.
The blue of his eyes was shocking in the bright daylight, sending a little
shiver along her spine.
“Not long.” His gaze scanned her face, searched her eyes.
“Do you want to talk about what happened?”
“We got to say goodbye the right way.” She felt a lightness
she wasn’t expecting. “You know there was never a decision for me to make,
don’t you?”
Alex simply looked at her.
“The choice was made the moment I drew your keys at the
party that night.”
“I know it was the luckiest moment of my life,” he said.
“I love you,” she told him, finding relief in finally being
able to say the words.
He gave her a cocky, lopsided smile that went straight to
her heart. “I know.”
He put his arm around her and the thing she’d been needing
all day happened. He kissed her. It started with a soft press of his lips to
hers and quickly became something heated and urgent.
“I think you should invite me inside,” he whispered after a
few minutes, one arm holding her tight against his side and his other hand
cradling the back of her neck. “Otherwise I’m going to show the whole
neighborhood how much I love you by making love to you right here on the front
steps.”
She slid the hand she had on the inside of his thigh a
little higher.
“I’m really tempted to call your bluff right now.”
In a flash he was on his knees on the step in front of her,
taking off his jacket.
“All right, stop what you’re doing,” she told him with
feigned impatience.
He stood and held out his hand to help her up, the wicked
gleam she loved so very much dancing in his eyes.
He helped her out of her coat in the foyer, and she helped
him out of his. They were grinning at each other like lovestruck fools as they
kicked off their shoes and went hand in hand up the stairs, much like they had
the night of the key party—side by side, neither of them speaking but far less
nervous than they’d been back then.
They undressed slowly, standing on either side of the bed
from each other, both of them watching as each part of the other’s body became
exposed. He crawled to the middle of the bed and she met him there, pushed him
gently so he was on his back and straddled him. He was patient with her when
she went exploring in a way she never had before, kissing his neck and his
shoulders, stroking every inch of his long arms.
He was grossed out when she kissed his armpit, which made
her laugh considering the things he’d once let her do to his asshole, and her
tongue in his belly button made him too twitchy. Petra purposely avoided
touching his cock as she tested his reaction to her licking the tender
“You will always be important to me, and I will always
cherish the time we were together.” She touched her lips to his temple and
something she’d been holding on to way too long gave up the uncomfortable hold
it had on her heart. “And you will f—”
“Oh, don’t say it,” he groaned, holding her at arm’s length.
“Do not tell me I will find someone better suited to me one day because I had
the best and I ruined it.”
“I thought the same thing until the craziest thing happened
a few weeks ago,” she told him, her stomach doing a little flip-flop at the
thought of that first night with Alex.
His mouth pressed into a thin line and he nodded. “Can I
call when I come home?”
“I would be insulted if you didn’t.”
He stepped in and kissed her, warm and soft, then released
her and headed for the front door without another word. He didn’t look back,
didn’t so much as look left or right before he stepped onto the sidewalk, so
she was surprised when she went to the door to watch him leave and found Alex sitting
off to one side on the wide front stoop.
Petra grabbed her coat off a hook and went out to sit next
to him. The air was cool, but the sun was shining bright.
“How long have you been out here?”
He took off his sunglasses and propped them on top of his head.
The blue of his eyes was shocking in the bright daylight, sending a little
shiver along her spine.
“Not long.” His gaze scanned her face, searched her eyes.
“Do you want to talk about what happened?”
“We got to say goodbye the right way.” She felt a lightness
she wasn’t expecting. “You know there was never a decision for me to make,
don’t you?”
Alex simply looked at her.
“The choice was made the moment I drew your keys at the
party that night.”
“I know it was the luckiest moment of my life,” he said.
“I love you,” she told him, finding relief in finally being
able to say the words.
He gave her a cocky, lopsided smile that went straight to
her heart. “I know.”
He put his arm around her and the thing she’d been needing
all day happened. He kissed her. It started with a soft press of his lips to
hers and quickly became something heated and urgent.
“I think you should invite me inside,” he whispered after a
few minutes, one arm holding her tight against his side and his other hand
cradling the back of her neck. “Otherwise I’m going to show the whole
neighborhood how much I love you by making love to you right here on the front
steps.”
She slid the hand she had on the inside of his thigh a
little higher.
“I’m really tempted to call your bluff right now.”
In a flash he was on his knees on the step in front of her,
taking off his jacket.
“All right, stop what you’re doing,” she told him with
feigned impatience.
He stood and held out his hand to help her up, the wicked
gleam she loved so very much dancing in his eyes.
He helped her out of her coat in the foyer, and she helped
him out of his. They were grinning at each other like lovestruck fools as they
kicked off their shoes and went hand in hand up the stairs, much like they had
the night of the key party—side by side, neither of them speaking but far less
nervous than they’d been back then.
They undressed slowly, standing on either side of the bed
from each other, both of them watching as each part of the other’s body became
exposed. He crawled to the middle of the bed and she met him there, pushed him
gently so he was on his back and straddled him. He was patient with her when
she went exploring in a way she never had before, kissing his neck and his
shoulders, stroking every inch of his long arms.
He was grossed out when she kissed his armpit, which made
her laugh considering the things he’d once let her do to his asshole, and her
tongue in his belly button made him too twitchy. Petra purposely avoided
touching his cock as she tested his reaction to her licking the tender
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