comfortable?”
He patted the mattress and wiggled his eyebrows. “The bed’s still warm. Come back in and let’s smooch.”
“It’s not even seven. What are you doing here?”
“It’s raining, so I thought we could hang out.”
Lifting the sheets and blankets, she crawled back into bed. When she got herself situated, she felt Grady wrap himself around her. He slipped one arm under her head and wrapped the other one over her waist. “You do know that this isn’t normal. Showing up before seven in the morning and crawling into bed is not considered good manners.”
He fitted his body around her and kissed her neck. “I was never interested in normal.” He tightened his hold and dragged his mouth along her skin. “Admit it. This feels freaking great.”
Patting his arm, she had to agree. “I guess this isn’t half bad.” He ran his mouth along her neck, and she felt her muscles relax. When he kissed her behind her ear, she turned into melted butter. “Are you making a move on me?”
“Always. There will never be a time that I won’t be moving in on you.”
“Huh. Well, I suppose there’s some value in your honesty.” Kissing his arm, she snuggled in closer. The moment she moved, she felt exactly how true his words were. “So…I was thinking.”
“About what?”
“The high school puts on a terrific fireworks show, and we can see it from the backyard. I was wondering if you wanted to watch them with me after the party.”
“Of course I would.”
“I’ve always wanted to have sex under the stars, and I was thinking that if we did it tonight in the backyard, then the fireworks would make it really special.”
A loud intake of breath was all she heard in response. Patting his arm, she wondered if he was horrified by her idea. It was a very bold move, putting it out there like that, but she wasn’t sure how much time she had left. All she wanted to do was make some memories with him. To soak up as much as she could before it was too late. If she was going to die, then she wanted to live as much as she could before it happened.
“You don’t have to answer me now. Think about it and let me know when you’re ready.”
“Sara, you have to know how much I want to be with you. In every way.” He unwound his arms and lifted himself above her. “The only question is, how in the hell am I supposed to make it through the day?” He kissed her gently and shifted his hips. “Maybe we should start now and work up to the fireworks.”
He moved his hand, caught the back of her neck, and drew her in close enough to steal her breath with a hot kiss. All of her nerve endings lit up like the Las Vegas Strip. One kiss from him and she was ready to welcome him into her body. “It’s not that long to wait.”
“One minute to you is like an hour to me. I want you,” he rasped out. His hand moved under her sleep shirt and grazed her skin as he moved it slowly toward her breast. Anticipation mixed with lust had her gasping when he tugged her nipple. “Grady.”
It felt sinful. The man wasn’t going to relent until he had her begging. And the way things were going, it wasn’t going to take long. But she had to tell him what she was up against. Pulling slightly away, she felt his hand fall. “I like what you’re doing, but I should tell you the story about how I ended up living in my grandmother’s house.”
“I would love to hear it.” He dropped a quick kiss on her lips and then released his hold.
“Okay…here goes.” She sat up and crossed her legs. Squaring her shoulders, she let out a deep breath. “My parents died over a year ago in a plane accident. My father had retired from the Navy, and they were taking their first big trip. They were on a small commuter plane, and it crashed. There were no survivors.” A tear slipped down her face, and she quickly wiped it away. “When I was going through the house, I discovered a box of papers in my mother’s studio. The man who I always
He patted the mattress and wiggled his eyebrows. “The bed’s still warm. Come back in and let’s smooch.”
“It’s not even seven. What are you doing here?”
“It’s raining, so I thought we could hang out.”
Lifting the sheets and blankets, she crawled back into bed. When she got herself situated, she felt Grady wrap himself around her. He slipped one arm under her head and wrapped the other one over her waist. “You do know that this isn’t normal. Showing up before seven in the morning and crawling into bed is not considered good manners.”
He fitted his body around her and kissed her neck. “I was never interested in normal.” He tightened his hold and dragged his mouth along her skin. “Admit it. This feels freaking great.”
Patting his arm, she had to agree. “I guess this isn’t half bad.” He ran his mouth along her neck, and she felt her muscles relax. When he kissed her behind her ear, she turned into melted butter. “Are you making a move on me?”
“Always. There will never be a time that I won’t be moving in on you.”
“Huh. Well, I suppose there’s some value in your honesty.” Kissing his arm, she snuggled in closer. The moment she moved, she felt exactly how true his words were. “So…I was thinking.”
“About what?”
“The high school puts on a terrific fireworks show, and we can see it from the backyard. I was wondering if you wanted to watch them with me after the party.”
“Of course I would.”
“I’ve always wanted to have sex under the stars, and I was thinking that if we did it tonight in the backyard, then the fireworks would make it really special.”
A loud intake of breath was all she heard in response. Patting his arm, she wondered if he was horrified by her idea. It was a very bold move, putting it out there like that, but she wasn’t sure how much time she had left. All she wanted to do was make some memories with him. To soak up as much as she could before it was too late. If she was going to die, then she wanted to live as much as she could before it happened.
“You don’t have to answer me now. Think about it and let me know when you’re ready.”
“Sara, you have to know how much I want to be with you. In every way.” He unwound his arms and lifted himself above her. “The only question is, how in the hell am I supposed to make it through the day?” He kissed her gently and shifted his hips. “Maybe we should start now and work up to the fireworks.”
He moved his hand, caught the back of her neck, and drew her in close enough to steal her breath with a hot kiss. All of her nerve endings lit up like the Las Vegas Strip. One kiss from him and she was ready to welcome him into her body. “It’s not that long to wait.”
“One minute to you is like an hour to me. I want you,” he rasped out. His hand moved under her sleep shirt and grazed her skin as he moved it slowly toward her breast. Anticipation mixed with lust had her gasping when he tugged her nipple. “Grady.”
It felt sinful. The man wasn’t going to relent until he had her begging. And the way things were going, it wasn’t going to take long. But she had to tell him what she was up against. Pulling slightly away, she felt his hand fall. “I like what you’re doing, but I should tell you the story about how I ended up living in my grandmother’s house.”
“I would love to hear it.” He dropped a quick kiss on her lips and then released his hold.
“Okay…here goes.” She sat up and crossed her legs. Squaring her shoulders, she let out a deep breath. “My parents died over a year ago in a plane accident. My father had retired from the Navy, and they were taking their first big trip. They were on a small commuter plane, and it crashed. There were no survivors.” A tear slipped down her face, and she quickly wiped it away. “When I was going through the house, I discovered a box of papers in my mother’s studio. The man who I always
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