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hanging from my hand. My body jerked unnaturally and my foot twisted in the thin fabric. Even as my brain told my hand to let go of the sheet, I clutched it tighter. The force of my grip on the sheet caused both my feet to come out from under me. I fell backwards, my ass slamming into the hardwood floor and then my head making a resounding crack against the wood. I closed my eyes in utter humiliation.
When I opened them, Baker was standing near me, leaned over so his head was close to mine. There was an unmistakably glitter in his eyes as he tried to hide his smile.
“Do you have a problem staying on your feet?” he asked.
“You know, most guys would like a woman who constantly found herself on her back,” I retorted.
He snorted in laughter. “ Touché. I prefer to be the one on my back, though,” he said as he offered me a hand up.
I couldn’t even grip his hand, I was laughing so hard. I managed to sit up and he sat next to me.
“I wasn’t sure you’d come by tonight,” he whispered once the laughter died down.
“I wasn’t sure I would, either. But I wanted you to know something,” I started. Baker sucked in a breath in anticipation, obviously expecting the worst. “I’m going to tell you what’s up with me. I know that sounds lame, but I will tell you. I just need a couple more days, okay?”
“Take all the time you need, Rainey. I don’t expect you to share everything with me. But the fact that you want to, even if you don’t know how, makes all the difference. I would wait a thousand years to listen to something you had to tell me.”
My heart clenched and I drew his face closer to mine, anxious to kiss him and end this conversation that was precariously close to turning even more serious. I set my lips on his and when he gathered me in his arms, I knew he agreed with me about the conversation. He tasted like beer and I moaned into his mouth, loving every taste of him. His hands went to my hair, grip
p
ing my head and pulling me closer.
When I put my arms around his waist, I realized belatedly that he was naked and I was completely dressed. I started to giggle.
“Something funny?” he asked, nibbling the fullness of my lower lip.
“Well, I’m still fully clothed and you’re…not,” I giggled again.
Baker laughed against me, his shoulders shaking my body. “Let’s remedy that, then,” he suggested, rising up off the floor and helping me stand.
When I was upright, he undid the button and zipper of my jeans, pushing the material off my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of them and he made his way back to me, his hands trailing softly across my body. Goosebumps formed on my skin and I shivered with excitement. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt, paying extra attention to the chest area. My nipples strained against the fabric as he rubbed them through it. He grinned at me, enjoying watching me squirm in his arms.
He finally finished and pushed my shirt off my shoulders, letting it hit the floor. I stood there before him, almost completely naked
,
and felt a little self-conscious. My body had never been perfect, and I still wasn’t used to having a smaller figure now, even though it had been a while since I lost the weight.
As if picking up on my reservations, Baker called my attention. “Rainey, look at me. You are so exquisite, so beautiful I can barely keep my hands off you whenever I’m near you. But your beauty has little to do with your looks and the most to do with this,” he said, putting his palm over my heart.
My throat closed. How had I been lucky enough to attract this man? He was absolutely perfect, my exact match in nearly every way. Baker would walk through the fires of
H
ell for me, if I asked him to. Tears welled up in my eyes and everything went blurry.
“Don’t cry, baby,” he said, wiping a tear from my cheek. “You are truly beautiful.” Baker slipped his arm beneath my legs and lifted me up in his arms. My hands went around his neck and I smiled at
When I opened them, Baker was standing near me, leaned over so his head was close to mine. There was an unmistakably glitter in his eyes as he tried to hide his smile.
“Do you have a problem staying on your feet?” he asked.
“You know, most guys would like a woman who constantly found herself on her back,” I retorted.
He snorted in laughter. “ Touché. I prefer to be the one on my back, though,” he said as he offered me a hand up.
I couldn’t even grip his hand, I was laughing so hard. I managed to sit up and he sat next to me.
“I wasn’t sure you’d come by tonight,” he whispered once the laughter died down.
“I wasn’t sure I would, either. But I wanted you to know something,” I started. Baker sucked in a breath in anticipation, obviously expecting the worst. “I’m going to tell you what’s up with me. I know that sounds lame, but I will tell you. I just need a couple more days, okay?”
“Take all the time you need, Rainey. I don’t expect you to share everything with me. But the fact that you want to, even if you don’t know how, makes all the difference. I would wait a thousand years to listen to something you had to tell me.”
My heart clenched and I drew his face closer to mine, anxious to kiss him and end this conversation that was precariously close to turning even more serious. I set my lips on his and when he gathered me in his arms, I knew he agreed with me about the conversation. He tasted like beer and I moaned into his mouth, loving every taste of him. His hands went to my hair, grip
p
ing my head and pulling me closer.
When I put my arms around his waist, I realized belatedly that he was naked and I was completely dressed. I started to giggle.
“Something funny?” he asked, nibbling the fullness of my lower lip.
“Well, I’m still fully clothed and you’re…not,” I giggled again.
Baker laughed against me, his shoulders shaking my body. “Let’s remedy that, then,” he suggested, rising up off the floor and helping me stand.
When I was upright, he undid the button and zipper of my jeans, pushing the material off my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of them and he made his way back to me, his hands trailing softly across my body. Goosebumps formed on my skin and I shivered with excitement. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt, paying extra attention to the chest area. My nipples strained against the fabric as he rubbed them through it. He grinned at me, enjoying watching me squirm in his arms.
He finally finished and pushed my shirt off my shoulders, letting it hit the floor. I stood there before him, almost completely naked
,
and felt a little self-conscious. My body had never been perfect, and I still wasn’t used to having a smaller figure now, even though it had been a while since I lost the weight.
As if picking up on my reservations, Baker called my attention. “Rainey, look at me. You are so exquisite, so beautiful I can barely keep my hands off you whenever I’m near you. But your beauty has little to do with your looks and the most to do with this,” he said, putting his palm over my heart.
My throat closed. How had I been lucky enough to attract this man? He was absolutely perfect, my exact match in nearly every way. Baker would walk through the fires of
H
ell for me, if I asked him to. Tears welled up in my eyes and everything went blurry.
“Don’t cry, baby,” he said, wiping a tear from my cheek. “You are truly beautiful.” Baker slipped his arm beneath my legs and lifted me up in his arms. My hands went around his neck and I smiled at
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