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followed those words.
“Thanks.” She couldn’t help the flutter in her stomach every time he called her sweetheart. Coming from him, the word sounded as if it were more than just an endearment. It made her feel special, wanted. Beautiful.
She went to the in-suite, turning on the shower, and quickly stripping. A glance in the mirror showed a pink nose and slightly puffy eyes with a bad case of bed head. Ugh, what a sight! Turning her back on the image, she stepped into the shower and washed with the herbal soap and shampoo she found. After a thorough rinse, she turned off the water and stepped out. A big white, fluffy towel was hanging on a rack by the stall. She grabbed it, drying off then wrapping her hair up. Going back to the bedroom, she put her robe on then went through her bag again for her hairbrush. Unwrapping her hair, she used the towel to get more of the moisture out . She us ed the brush to smooth out the tangles and leave it flowing loose down her back. The warm silk and coolness of her hair felt good against her smooth skin. Sensual, even. Since the robe came to mid-thigh, she felt sexy as well. She just hoped Roan would feel the same.
With a deep breath to steady her nerves, she stood and went to the door, stepping out of the bedroom. That breath came back out in a rush.
“Oh, Roan.”
Candles were scattered around the living room and kitchen, the table holding two tall tapers, their golden glow soft and warm. The table was set with fine white china, spar kling crystal, and gold flatware. Silver was a no-no. A bouquet of white and yellow roses made a beautiful centerpiece. But the man standing by the table with the shy smile was what really took her breath away. He seemed a little uncertain, his scent conveying nervousness. For this very confident and strong man to be nervous about pleasing her made Rivera feel like a queen. No one had ever gone out of their way to make her happy before. To see the effort Roan took made her more than just happy. Because she had a feeling this moment would be forever etched into her brain as the night she began to fall for Roan LeGuer.
She padded quietly up to Roan and stood before him. His light eyes held a dim glow as they traveled over her silk clad body. The scent of his arousal bec ame strong in the room.
“You look…edible, Rivera.” His voice was gruff as he reached out, took a lock of her hair, and rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger. “ And I’m quite…hungry.”
A shiver of pure desire raced down her spine with those words. The softness of her robe rubbed deliciously over her hardening nipples, her core beginning to dampen with her need. Oh yes, this was what she wanted, this was…Her stomach chose that exact moment to let them both know it was empty.
“Seems we need to feed one hunger before we can satisfy the other.” His grin was charming even though Rivera fe lt as if her face was going to catch on fire.
“Sorry. It’s been a while since breakfast.” Her smile was sheepish.
Pulling her close, he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “No need to apologize, sweetheart. Although, I have to ask.” He looked down into her eyes, his own very serious. “Are you sure about this? We can wait. It doesn’t have to be tonight.”
Rivera couldn’t help but laugh. “It was the robe, wasn’t it?”
“That and the sweet smell of your need.” He chuckled. “Still-“
She placed a finger over his warm lips. “This has been the worst day of my life , a nd trust me, I ’ve had some doozies. If it wasn’t for you and your support, I’m sure that trying to deal with it all would have taken more strength than I posses.” Her finger traced his bottom lip with feather light strokes. “My past is filled with days I want to forget, memories I would gladly give up. I want to make new memories with you . I want to be able to look back at this day and not remember how it started. I want to remember how it ended. In the midst of your candles
“Thanks.” She couldn’t help the flutter in her stomach every time he called her sweetheart. Coming from him, the word sounded as if it were more than just an endearment. It made her feel special, wanted. Beautiful.
She went to the in-suite, turning on the shower, and quickly stripping. A glance in the mirror showed a pink nose and slightly puffy eyes with a bad case of bed head. Ugh, what a sight! Turning her back on the image, she stepped into the shower and washed with the herbal soap and shampoo she found. After a thorough rinse, she turned off the water and stepped out. A big white, fluffy towel was hanging on a rack by the stall. She grabbed it, drying off then wrapping her hair up. Going back to the bedroom, she put her robe on then went through her bag again for her hairbrush. Unwrapping her hair, she used the towel to get more of the moisture out . She us ed the brush to smooth out the tangles and leave it flowing loose down her back. The warm silk and coolness of her hair felt good against her smooth skin. Sensual, even. Since the robe came to mid-thigh, she felt sexy as well. She just hoped Roan would feel the same.
With a deep breath to steady her nerves, she stood and went to the door, stepping out of the bedroom. That breath came back out in a rush.
“Oh, Roan.”
Candles were scattered around the living room and kitchen, the table holding two tall tapers, their golden glow soft and warm. The table was set with fine white china, spar kling crystal, and gold flatware. Silver was a no-no. A bouquet of white and yellow roses made a beautiful centerpiece. But the man standing by the table with the shy smile was what really took her breath away. He seemed a little uncertain, his scent conveying nervousness. For this very confident and strong man to be nervous about pleasing her made Rivera feel like a queen. No one had ever gone out of their way to make her happy before. To see the effort Roan took made her more than just happy. Because she had a feeling this moment would be forever etched into her brain as the night she began to fall for Roan LeGuer.
She padded quietly up to Roan and stood before him. His light eyes held a dim glow as they traveled over her silk clad body. The scent of his arousal bec ame strong in the room.
“You look…edible, Rivera.” His voice was gruff as he reached out, took a lock of her hair, and rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger. “ And I’m quite…hungry.”
A shiver of pure desire raced down her spine with those words. The softness of her robe rubbed deliciously over her hardening nipples, her core beginning to dampen with her need. Oh yes, this was what she wanted, this was…Her stomach chose that exact moment to let them both know it was empty.
“Seems we need to feed one hunger before we can satisfy the other.” His grin was charming even though Rivera fe lt as if her face was going to catch on fire.
“Sorry. It’s been a while since breakfast.” Her smile was sheepish.
Pulling her close, he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “No need to apologize, sweetheart. Although, I have to ask.” He looked down into her eyes, his own very serious. “Are you sure about this? We can wait. It doesn’t have to be tonight.”
Rivera couldn’t help but laugh. “It was the robe, wasn’t it?”
“That and the sweet smell of your need.” He chuckled. “Still-“
She placed a finger over his warm lips. “This has been the worst day of my life , a nd trust me, I ’ve had some doozies. If it wasn’t for you and your support, I’m sure that trying to deal with it all would have taken more strength than I posses.” Her finger traced his bottom lip with feather light strokes. “My past is filled with days I want to forget, memories I would gladly give up. I want to make new memories with you . I want to be able to look back at this day and not remember how it started. I want to remember how it ended. In the midst of your candles
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