patted his cheek before turning to me. “I hope to see you again real soon.”
“You will,” I said, even though I wasn’t sure if I was being exactly truthful. I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to manage to slip away from Brad again.
“I have your number,” she said, shaking her cell phone. “I’ll call you and maybe we can go shopping or something.”
“Okay,” I said. “Let’s do that.”
With one last hug, she left with her husband.
I helped Nick and Jake put away the leftovers and load the dishwasher before excusing myself to retire. I bid them goodnight and then escaped to my room.
Once I changed into a pair of loose shorts and a baggy t-shirt, I slipped into the sheets. But my mind was only on the room across the hall. I knew he was alone tonight and I wanted to change that in the worst way. But I had to be strong. I had to resist the urge.
But I couldn’t.
Creeping to the door, I cracked it, listening for activity. Hearing nothing, I crossed the hall and knocked lightly on the closed door before I could lose my nerve.
He opened it immediately.
The room was lit only by a blue hue from the television but I could clearly make out Jake dressed similarly to me in shorts and a t-shirt.
“Hey, Iz,” he said in a husky voice as he took my hand and tugged me into the room. I shut the door before falling into his arms. “I hoped you’d come.”
“I couldn’t stay away,” I said, burying my face in his chest.
He held me for a moment, both of us savoring the moment, before he edged back to smile at my face. Placing a hand on my cheek, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips. I clutched his shirt, crumpling it in my fists as he deepened the kiss, making my heart sigh with content.
Backing up, he guided me to his bed, gently lifting me and placing me on top. He crawled over me, placing kisses on my neck, my cheeks, my lips. I closed my eyes, remembering the first time we’d given in to our raging desires and how loving and sweet he’d been.
I yanked at his t-shirt and he helped me to remove it. Before he could continue to shower me in kisses, I touched his chest just over his heart, trying to make out the intricate tattoo of my name.
“It’s still there,” I said with a smile in my voice.
“Of course it is,” he said, his lips near my ear. “It would hurt like hell to remove it.”
“Jake,” I groaned.
Laughing, he kissed me. “You know I’m just messing with you.”
I didn’t answer, just pulled him closer so I could kiss him. His elbows rested on either side of my head and his fingers toyed with my hair.
I was where I wanted to be – where I needed to be.
As his kisses intensified, I squirmed in anticipation. I wanted him to remove my clothes and explore my body as he’d done all those years ago. I wanted to run my hands all over him and familiarize myself with him again.
But he didn’t do it. He continued to kiss me but made no move to undress me.
Finally deciding that he was following my lead, I tugged at his shorts, indicating that it was time to get rid of them.
“No, Iz,” he muttered on my mouth.
“What?” I said, turning my head to speak properly. “What did you say?”
Laughing, he dropped to the bed beside me, his hand resting on my stomach under my shirt. “I said, no, we can’t do that.”
“Do what?” I asked. My body was flaming and dying for his touch. Be he remained by my side, lighting stroking my skin.
“We can’t go any further,” he said. “Not tonight.”
“Why not?”
With a sigh, he lifted his head, propping it with his hand. “You’re engaged, Iz. I can’t make love to you while you are wearing another man’s ring.”
“Oh,” I said, as I contemplated slipping the ring off my finger.
“And you know as well as I do that if we let this happen, you’ll feel like shit tomorrow,” he continued. “You’ll feel guilty. I can’t let that happen.”
I opened my mouth to protest but he placed a finger on my
“You will,” I said, even though I wasn’t sure if I was being exactly truthful. I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to manage to slip away from Brad again.
“I have your number,” she said, shaking her cell phone. “I’ll call you and maybe we can go shopping or something.”
“Okay,” I said. “Let’s do that.”
With one last hug, she left with her husband.
I helped Nick and Jake put away the leftovers and load the dishwasher before excusing myself to retire. I bid them goodnight and then escaped to my room.
Once I changed into a pair of loose shorts and a baggy t-shirt, I slipped into the sheets. But my mind was only on the room across the hall. I knew he was alone tonight and I wanted to change that in the worst way. But I had to be strong. I had to resist the urge.
But I couldn’t.
Creeping to the door, I cracked it, listening for activity. Hearing nothing, I crossed the hall and knocked lightly on the closed door before I could lose my nerve.
He opened it immediately.
The room was lit only by a blue hue from the television but I could clearly make out Jake dressed similarly to me in shorts and a t-shirt.
“Hey, Iz,” he said in a husky voice as he took my hand and tugged me into the room. I shut the door before falling into his arms. “I hoped you’d come.”
“I couldn’t stay away,” I said, burying my face in his chest.
He held me for a moment, both of us savoring the moment, before he edged back to smile at my face. Placing a hand on my cheek, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips. I clutched his shirt, crumpling it in my fists as he deepened the kiss, making my heart sigh with content.
Backing up, he guided me to his bed, gently lifting me and placing me on top. He crawled over me, placing kisses on my neck, my cheeks, my lips. I closed my eyes, remembering the first time we’d given in to our raging desires and how loving and sweet he’d been.
I yanked at his t-shirt and he helped me to remove it. Before he could continue to shower me in kisses, I touched his chest just over his heart, trying to make out the intricate tattoo of my name.
“It’s still there,” I said with a smile in my voice.
“Of course it is,” he said, his lips near my ear. “It would hurt like hell to remove it.”
“Jake,” I groaned.
Laughing, he kissed me. “You know I’m just messing with you.”
I didn’t answer, just pulled him closer so I could kiss him. His elbows rested on either side of my head and his fingers toyed with my hair.
I was where I wanted to be – where I needed to be.
As his kisses intensified, I squirmed in anticipation. I wanted him to remove my clothes and explore my body as he’d done all those years ago. I wanted to run my hands all over him and familiarize myself with him again.
But he didn’t do it. He continued to kiss me but made no move to undress me.
Finally deciding that he was following my lead, I tugged at his shorts, indicating that it was time to get rid of them.
“No, Iz,” he muttered on my mouth.
“What?” I said, turning my head to speak properly. “What did you say?”
Laughing, he dropped to the bed beside me, his hand resting on my stomach under my shirt. “I said, no, we can’t do that.”
“Do what?” I asked. My body was flaming and dying for his touch. Be he remained by my side, lighting stroking my skin.
“We can’t go any further,” he said. “Not tonight.”
“Why not?”
With a sigh, he lifted his head, propping it with his hand. “You’re engaged, Iz. I can’t make love to you while you are wearing another man’s ring.”
“Oh,” I said, as I contemplated slipping the ring off my finger.
“And you know as well as I do that if we let this happen, you’ll feel like shit tomorrow,” he continued. “You’ll feel guilty. I can’t let that happen.”
I opened my mouth to protest but he placed a finger on my
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