lips away only my bottom lip is still sucked between his delicious lips.
I feel drunk. It’s only been a week since I’ve felt his familiar lips claim mine and I craved them.
Desperately.
He picks up my fuzzy child, paying him the much needed attention he’s been seeking. I turn and place the flowers on the counter as I look for a vase.
“I—took a couple of days off work. I thought it might be nice to hang out with my girl. Think of it as making up for lost time,” he says with a mischievous grin. “What do you think? I’m not infringing on your plans, am I?”
He wants to know if I’ve missed him.
“Um, hello? Do you even know me? When have I ever had plans during the day?” Sauntering towards me, he wraps his toned arms around my waist and his lips teasingly brush against the tender flesh of my neck, igniting a wave of goosebumps across my entire body. Slowly, tenderly, he licks and sucks his way down the back of my neck, causing my thighs to tremble in anticipation. A shiver of desire escapes my body, but I try to hide it from him. He really doesn’t need to know how desperately my body has been craving his.
“Good,” he says seductively, removing his lips from my flesh. “You’re all mine then.” He hungrily looks me up and down, and the feel of his eyes caressing my skin sends my breath hitching.
“First, I think we should grab a coffee and take Charlie for a walk. Then we can come back here and snuggle up for the afternoon with a movie.” Spinning me playfully around until we’re back to being face to face, he dotingly says, “I want to spend some quality time with my girl. I missed you, Brooke.” Lifting his hand to my face, he palms my cheek, caressing it tenderly as I nuzzle my cheek into the familiar comfort of his warm hand.
Home.
I lift my hand and place it over his, intimately intertwining our fingers as I press my cheek harder into his palm, letting him know how much I love the feel of his hands on me.
“I missed us too. Sounds like you’ve planned the perfect day. I—”
He doesn’t let me finish my sentence as he covers my lips, caressing them with his and I feel his tongue gently brush against mine.
I’ll never get tired of the way he kisses me.
I’VE BEEN THINKING about getting back into the workforce. Volunteer work actually. After the accident, I wasn’t fit to work. Let’s face it, I wasn’t fit to do anything, but I was fortunate that I finally settled with the drunk driver’s insurance company after two agonizing years of battling back and forth. I probably could have held out for more money, but truth be told…well, I wanted it to be over. I wanted to put the past behind me and move on with my life. No amount of money would ever make up for their deaths, but it afforded me the time I needed to help heal my soul.
The Brooke I was five years ago is long gone, but with baby steps the new Brooke is finally starting to emerge and she wants—no, she needs to make sure she doesn’t waste the second chance at life she’s been given.
One thing I’ve recently realized is that I need to be around people. Tyler and Jenna have helped me see what I was missing and now I want to give back…to pay it forward.
One particular night which, happened to be the twenty-one month anniversary of the accident, I nearly did it. I couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed that day. My mom came over to make sure I was okay and I lied, telling her I thought I was coming down with the flu and that I’d call her in the morning. I don’t think she bought it. But she left anyway, telling me to call her if I needed anything. I know she wanted to give me my space.
She has no idea how close to losing me that night she was, and if she ever found out it would destroy her. After she had left, I lay curled in a ball on my bathroom floor and cried for hours. I honestly have no idea where all of the tears came from.
At one point, I decided that I’d had
I feel drunk. It’s only been a week since I’ve felt his familiar lips claim mine and I craved them.
Desperately.
He picks up my fuzzy child, paying him the much needed attention he’s been seeking. I turn and place the flowers on the counter as I look for a vase.
“I—took a couple of days off work. I thought it might be nice to hang out with my girl. Think of it as making up for lost time,” he says with a mischievous grin. “What do you think? I’m not infringing on your plans, am I?”
He wants to know if I’ve missed him.
“Um, hello? Do you even know me? When have I ever had plans during the day?” Sauntering towards me, he wraps his toned arms around my waist and his lips teasingly brush against the tender flesh of my neck, igniting a wave of goosebumps across my entire body. Slowly, tenderly, he licks and sucks his way down the back of my neck, causing my thighs to tremble in anticipation. A shiver of desire escapes my body, but I try to hide it from him. He really doesn’t need to know how desperately my body has been craving his.
“Good,” he says seductively, removing his lips from my flesh. “You’re all mine then.” He hungrily looks me up and down, and the feel of his eyes caressing my skin sends my breath hitching.
“First, I think we should grab a coffee and take Charlie for a walk. Then we can come back here and snuggle up for the afternoon with a movie.” Spinning me playfully around until we’re back to being face to face, he dotingly says, “I want to spend some quality time with my girl. I missed you, Brooke.” Lifting his hand to my face, he palms my cheek, caressing it tenderly as I nuzzle my cheek into the familiar comfort of his warm hand.
Home.
I lift my hand and place it over his, intimately intertwining our fingers as I press my cheek harder into his palm, letting him know how much I love the feel of his hands on me.
“I missed us too. Sounds like you’ve planned the perfect day. I—”
He doesn’t let me finish my sentence as he covers my lips, caressing them with his and I feel his tongue gently brush against mine.
I’ll never get tired of the way he kisses me.
I’VE BEEN THINKING about getting back into the workforce. Volunteer work actually. After the accident, I wasn’t fit to work. Let’s face it, I wasn’t fit to do anything, but I was fortunate that I finally settled with the drunk driver’s insurance company after two agonizing years of battling back and forth. I probably could have held out for more money, but truth be told…well, I wanted it to be over. I wanted to put the past behind me and move on with my life. No amount of money would ever make up for their deaths, but it afforded me the time I needed to help heal my soul.
The Brooke I was five years ago is long gone, but with baby steps the new Brooke is finally starting to emerge and she wants—no, she needs to make sure she doesn’t waste the second chance at life she’s been given.
One thing I’ve recently realized is that I need to be around people. Tyler and Jenna have helped me see what I was missing and now I want to give back…to pay it forward.
One particular night which, happened to be the twenty-one month anniversary of the accident, I nearly did it. I couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed that day. My mom came over to make sure I was okay and I lied, telling her I thought I was coming down with the flu and that I’d call her in the morning. I don’t think she bought it. But she left anyway, telling me to call her if I needed anything. I know she wanted to give me my space.
She has no idea how close to losing me that night she was, and if she ever found out it would destroy her. After she had left, I lay curled in a ball on my bathroom floor and cried for hours. I honestly have no idea where all of the tears came from.
At one point, I decided that I’d had
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