With his careful attention she felt loved. She
snuggled against his muscled chest lapping up his attention. No matter how much
she tried to urge him to take her, Paul refused. He put an arm between them
telling her that he didn’t want to add to her soreness.
“Don’t you want me?” she asked, pouting
as he got out of the bath and dried himself.
“I always want you, and you know
it.” He gathered another towel and carefully lifted her from the water and
slowly dried her. “We have all the time in the world to have sex and make love,
and we will when the soreness has gone. It will be much better for both of us.”
He would not budge, and in truth she loved the fact he was waiting until she
was properly healed to enjoy it.
“You’re amazing.” She giggled as he
dried off her feet then covered her mouth. Rachel hadn’t giggled in a long
time.
“Still have ticklish feet?” he
asked, smiling wickedly.
Rachel refused to answer allowing
him to dry her body.
“I’m going to take you home before I
go to the garage. I want you to pack some stuff and come live with me.”
That surprised her.
“You want me to come and live with
you permanently?” she asked, genuinely shocked.
“Yes, I want you with me, Rachel.
It’s not like we’re strangers to each other. We’ve known each other our whole
lives. Your brother is my best friend. This is what we both want.”
“Are you sure? This is a huge step,
and I understand if you need more time.” She put her jeans on and threw one of
his shirts over her head, dressing as fast as she could. Her heart was pounding
inside her chest.
Paul caught her to him. “I’ve never
been more sure of anything else. I want you living
with me. We’ve already wasted enough time as it is. I don’t want to waste any more.”
Moving in was a huge step, one she
had only ever imagined, but one she wanted nonetheless.
“Okay, I’ll move in with you. Only if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.”
She wouldn’t argue with him. Rachel
wanted this as well. To some people they would be moving fast, but to her there
was no time like the present. They ate breakfast together, and then she climbed
into his truck. She would leave her car at his place and spend most of the day
packing her stuff. He climbed into the driver’s side and started the truck up.
On the way to her house she was so
happy that she couldn’t imagine anything going wrong.
Once they were there Paul got out of
the truck and escorted her to the front door.
“What time will you be picking me
up?” she asked, turning into his arms. Paul wrapped his arms around her waist,
and she banded hers around his neck.
“How about five? I’ll shut up early, and we could
get some takeout and a movie? I doubt you’ll be wanting meatballs again.” Paul smiled down at her.
“No to the meatballs. I’ll teach you
some new things to cook. Takeout and a movie sound great. Chinese or fried
chicken, I’m happy with either?” She figured they would get to watch the movie
this time as Paul clearly wasn’t going to make love to her again.
“Get in the house, Rachel.” The
sudden sharp tone of her brother’s voice made both Rachel and Paul jump.
Mitch stood in the doorway of their
parents’ house. His arms were folded, and his big brother mode was seriously in
force.
“Mitch, when did you get back? You
didn’t say you were coming home.” Mitch liked to leave weeks at a time to go
out exploring. He would take the barest essentials to survive. Mitch considered
it getting in touch with nature, while she considered it boring. Either way she
couldn’t stop him from going. If he got bitten by a poisonous snake or eaten by
a bear it was going to be his own fault. She’d long gotten tired of worrying
about him.
“Last night.” Mitch glared at Paul.
“Well, you could have told me.”
Mitch wasn’t looking at her.
“I was hoping to surprise you. Now,
get in the house like I told you.” Mitch was on the edge, and she
snuggled against his muscled chest lapping up his attention. No matter how much
she tried to urge him to take her, Paul refused. He put an arm between them
telling her that he didn’t want to add to her soreness.
“Don’t you want me?” she asked, pouting
as he got out of the bath and dried himself.
“I always want you, and you know
it.” He gathered another towel and carefully lifted her from the water and
slowly dried her. “We have all the time in the world to have sex and make love,
and we will when the soreness has gone. It will be much better for both of us.”
He would not budge, and in truth she loved the fact he was waiting until she
was properly healed to enjoy it.
“You’re amazing.” She giggled as he
dried off her feet then covered her mouth. Rachel hadn’t giggled in a long
time.
“Still have ticklish feet?” he
asked, smiling wickedly.
Rachel refused to answer allowing
him to dry her body.
“I’m going to take you home before I
go to the garage. I want you to pack some stuff and come live with me.”
That surprised her.
“You want me to come and live with
you permanently?” she asked, genuinely shocked.
“Yes, I want you with me, Rachel.
It’s not like we’re strangers to each other. We’ve known each other our whole
lives. Your brother is my best friend. This is what we both want.”
“Are you sure? This is a huge step,
and I understand if you need more time.” She put her jeans on and threw one of
his shirts over her head, dressing as fast as she could. Her heart was pounding
inside her chest.
Paul caught her to him. “I’ve never
been more sure of anything else. I want you living
with me. We’ve already wasted enough time as it is. I don’t want to waste any more.”
Moving in was a huge step, one she
had only ever imagined, but one she wanted nonetheless.
“Okay, I’ll move in with you. Only if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.”
She wouldn’t argue with him. Rachel
wanted this as well. To some people they would be moving fast, but to her there
was no time like the present. They ate breakfast together, and then she climbed
into his truck. She would leave her car at his place and spend most of the day
packing her stuff. He climbed into the driver’s side and started the truck up.
On the way to her house she was so
happy that she couldn’t imagine anything going wrong.
Once they were there Paul got out of
the truck and escorted her to the front door.
“What time will you be picking me
up?” she asked, turning into his arms. Paul wrapped his arms around her waist,
and she banded hers around his neck.
“How about five? I’ll shut up early, and we could
get some takeout and a movie? I doubt you’ll be wanting meatballs again.” Paul smiled down at her.
“No to the meatballs. I’ll teach you
some new things to cook. Takeout and a movie sound great. Chinese or fried
chicken, I’m happy with either?” She figured they would get to watch the movie
this time as Paul clearly wasn’t going to make love to her again.
“Get in the house, Rachel.” The
sudden sharp tone of her brother’s voice made both Rachel and Paul jump.
Mitch stood in the doorway of their
parents’ house. His arms were folded, and his big brother mode was seriously in
force.
“Mitch, when did you get back? You
didn’t say you were coming home.” Mitch liked to leave weeks at a time to go
out exploring. He would take the barest essentials to survive. Mitch considered
it getting in touch with nature, while she considered it boring. Either way she
couldn’t stop him from going. If he got bitten by a poisonous snake or eaten by
a bear it was going to be his own fault. She’d long gotten tired of worrying
about him.
“Last night.” Mitch glared at Paul.
“Well, you could have told me.”
Mitch wasn’t looking at her.
“I was hoping to surprise you. Now,
get in the house like I told you.” Mitch was on the edge, and she
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