Read Online Expecting a Christmas Miracle by Laura Iding - Free Book Online
Authors: Laura Iding
Ads: Link
hair, clinging to his eyelashes. For a moment their gazes locked and she could tell their closeness affected him, too. But then he stepped back, helping to take her coat off as if she couldn’t perform the simple task herself. And suddenly she wanted to prove she wasn’t weak or helpless.
“Jadon.” He froze when she placed a hand on the middle of his chest. His eyes darkened and his heart beat erratically beneath her fingertips and she knew she finally had his full attention. Keeping her gaze locked on his, she gripped his shirt, lifted herself up on her toes and pressed her mouth against his.
Stunned, Jadon couldn’t move, absorbing the heady taste of her kiss. The intense heat that simmered beneath the surface didn’t take long to ignite and within moments he’d clutched her close, her round belly pressed intimately against him as he deepened the kiss.
She tasted so sweet, he couldn’t get enough. How long had it been since he’d touched her? Held her? It seemed like forever.
“Jadon,” she whispered on a moan, and suddenly he realized what he was doing. This couldn’t happen. He broke off the kiss, breathing heavily.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered, trying to regain his equilibrium. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
Alyssa stared at him with an oddly hurt expression. “I’m the one who kissed you.”
She had, and he wasn’t sure why. Unless she wasunder the delusion they could simply pick up where they’d left off before? Impossible.
“I shouldn’t have let things get out of control. This wasn’t why I brought you here.”
“No. I’m sure it wasn’t.” She turned away, leaving him to pick up her coat he’d dropped on the floor, putting it away in the closet.
“Are you hungry?” he asked, when she made her way into his living room.
“Not really. And I don’t need you to wait on me. I’m going to stretch out on the sofa to rest.”
“Alyssa, don’t.” He quickened his pace so he could reach out to grab her arm. “Take my bed. I insist.”
She tugged her arm away as if she couldn’t tolerate his touch and crossed her arms over her chest. “I can’t take your bed.”
“Why not? I can’t let you sleep on the sofa.” He had two spare bedrooms, one he used as an office and the other just a junk room. When he’d invited her to move in with him, he’d intended to buy a bedroom set for the second bedroom. “Please, just this once, humor me.”
She cocked a brow. “Just this once? I thought I’d been humoring you all along.”
He couldn’t disagree. “Maybe you have, but give me a break, will you? What if you tried to roll over on my sofa and fell to the floor, landing on your stomach? I’d never forgive myself.”
Her mouth curved in a reluctant smile but then quickly faded. “Fine. I’ll take your bed. But if you wake up with a sore back, don’t blame me.”
Better him having a sore back than her, but he didn’t say anything. He headed down the hall and gestured tothe bedroom, feeling somewhat awkward. “I’m, uh, sure you remember where everything is, right?”
Avoiding his gaze, she nodded. “Yes.”
He tried not to remember the last time she’d been at his house, the night they’d made love several times, staying awake until dawn.
Pulling his gaze away from his bed, Jadon grabbed a pillow and a blanket from his linen closet. “Goodnight, Alyssa. Sleep well.”
She didn’t answer but closed his bedroom door with a loud click. He stared at it for a long moment before he turned and headed back into the living room to stretch out on his sofa.
The cloudy, snowy day should have made it easier for him to get some rest.
But even though he was dead tired, he couldn’t sleep.
Images of Alyssa, in his bed, tortured him. He’d never made love to a pregnant woman before, but kissing Alyssa had been pure heaven. He found he was enthralled by the changes in her body, especially when he discovered she was still as responsive as ever. There must be
“Jadon.” He froze when she placed a hand on the middle of his chest. His eyes darkened and his heart beat erratically beneath her fingertips and she knew she finally had his full attention. Keeping her gaze locked on his, she gripped his shirt, lifted herself up on her toes and pressed her mouth against his.
Stunned, Jadon couldn’t move, absorbing the heady taste of her kiss. The intense heat that simmered beneath the surface didn’t take long to ignite and within moments he’d clutched her close, her round belly pressed intimately against him as he deepened the kiss.
She tasted so sweet, he couldn’t get enough. How long had it been since he’d touched her? Held her? It seemed like forever.
“Jadon,” she whispered on a moan, and suddenly he realized what he was doing. This couldn’t happen. He broke off the kiss, breathing heavily.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered, trying to regain his equilibrium. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
Alyssa stared at him with an oddly hurt expression. “I’m the one who kissed you.”
She had, and he wasn’t sure why. Unless she wasunder the delusion they could simply pick up where they’d left off before? Impossible.
“I shouldn’t have let things get out of control. This wasn’t why I brought you here.”
“No. I’m sure it wasn’t.” She turned away, leaving him to pick up her coat he’d dropped on the floor, putting it away in the closet.
“Are you hungry?” he asked, when she made her way into his living room.
“Not really. And I don’t need you to wait on me. I’m going to stretch out on the sofa to rest.”
“Alyssa, don’t.” He quickened his pace so he could reach out to grab her arm. “Take my bed. I insist.”
She tugged her arm away as if she couldn’t tolerate his touch and crossed her arms over her chest. “I can’t take your bed.”
“Why not? I can’t let you sleep on the sofa.” He had two spare bedrooms, one he used as an office and the other just a junk room. When he’d invited her to move in with him, he’d intended to buy a bedroom set for the second bedroom. “Please, just this once, humor me.”
She cocked a brow. “Just this once? I thought I’d been humoring you all along.”
He couldn’t disagree. “Maybe you have, but give me a break, will you? What if you tried to roll over on my sofa and fell to the floor, landing on your stomach? I’d never forgive myself.”
Her mouth curved in a reluctant smile but then quickly faded. “Fine. I’ll take your bed. But if you wake up with a sore back, don’t blame me.”
Better him having a sore back than her, but he didn’t say anything. He headed down the hall and gestured tothe bedroom, feeling somewhat awkward. “I’m, uh, sure you remember where everything is, right?”
Avoiding his gaze, she nodded. “Yes.”
He tried not to remember the last time she’d been at his house, the night they’d made love several times, staying awake until dawn.
Pulling his gaze away from his bed, Jadon grabbed a pillow and a blanket from his linen closet. “Goodnight, Alyssa. Sleep well.”
She didn’t answer but closed his bedroom door with a loud click. He stared at it for a long moment before he turned and headed back into the living room to stretch out on his sofa.
The cloudy, snowy day should have made it easier for him to get some rest.
But even though he was dead tired, he couldn’t sleep.
Images of Alyssa, in his bed, tortured him. He’d never made love to a pregnant woman before, but kissing Alyssa had been pure heaven. He found he was enthralled by the changes in her body, especially when he discovered she was still as responsive as ever. There must be
Similar Books
