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he said, “I’d like nothing more at this moment than to oblige you and give you everything you desire.” He dropped his forehead to hers gently, avoiding the swollen side of her face, still cupping her nape with one palm. Sighing heavily he said, “Unfortunately, your mother and mine are most likely plotting our future as we sit here. Shay sent me the ‘get here quick’ signal on my cell right before you opened your eyes.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Taryn pushed away from him, scrambled off the bed, willing her head to stop pounding as she flew toward her door.
She was halfway down the stairs when she heard him utter, “I still want to take you up on that shower…” Whatever else he may have said was lost as she rushed through the unfamiliar house to head off what could only be an impending mother induced disaster.
One plotting mother was bad enough. How was she ever going to handle two?
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jesse caught up with Taryn before she hit the back patio at the big house. The residents of Potter’s Woods were up and enjoying the grounds in full force. Some were fishing in the pond, some gardening. Others were enjoying Tai chi in the meadow and some were engaging in physical therapy outdoors, where the air was crisp instead of humid, and the sky was bright china blue dotted with a precious few clouds.
Of course the mothers would plot Taryn’s fate on such a perfect day, without her present to put a damper on their plans. Jesse was used to the women in his life steamrolling over everyone and everything they thought would or could or might make his life more difficult. He wasn’t sure that kind of female-force-of-nature was as common for Taryn. He sure hoped his family didn’t scare her away before she got a chance to know them and learned to like them enough to give them a pass on their life-interference tendencies.
Jesse grabbed Taryn’s arm and swung her around as gently as possible, as she made her way across the patio toward the back door at a near run.
“Hey, wait a minute. We need to go in there as one.”
“What do you mean?” She said, panting with the exertion from her run down the path connecting his house to Potter’s Woods.
She should have been wiped out after everything that had been done and said to her so far today, and yet she’d had the fortitude not to break down into a ball of tears. She even managed to be honest in her desires when most women he knew would have been coy or shown mock indignation. Both of those manufactured responses made him queasy, Jesse much preferred Taryn’s honest need.
“Whatever is going on in there between your mother and my family, it’s going to go easier for you if you have an ally in the room. I intend to be that ally.” Jesse said, knowing it was true.
“I don’t need your help.” Taryn pulled her arm away.
“Yes, you do.”
Her eyes flashed blue fire at him as they narrowed. Then something in them changed and for the life of him he couldn’t discern what was going through her mind. Her face went from transparent to door slamming ‘we’re closed’ mode so fast he didn’t know what to make of it or her.
“How do I know I can trust you?”
Because I didn’t jump you while you eye-fucked me. Because I brought you to my house after saving your ass. Because I’m willing to share the woman I love most in the world with you, even if it ultimately means I have to leave the only home I’ve ever known. Take. Your. Pick. Then never ask me that goddamn question again.
She must have sensed a drop of the ocean of emotion coursing through him, rushing through his ears like a breaking tidal wave because she backed up a step and her eyes lost most of their heat. Still, she didn’t apologize and she didn’t retract her question. He held her gaze a moment longer than necessary, probing. Then he unclenched his jaw, knowing he’d have pain there later.
“I’m done trying to convince you I’m trustworthy.” Liar.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Taryn pushed away from him, scrambled off the bed, willing her head to stop pounding as she flew toward her door.
She was halfway down the stairs when she heard him utter, “I still want to take you up on that shower…” Whatever else he may have said was lost as she rushed through the unfamiliar house to head off what could only be an impending mother induced disaster.
One plotting mother was bad enough. How was she ever going to handle two?
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jesse caught up with Taryn before she hit the back patio at the big house. The residents of Potter’s Woods were up and enjoying the grounds in full force. Some were fishing in the pond, some gardening. Others were enjoying Tai chi in the meadow and some were engaging in physical therapy outdoors, where the air was crisp instead of humid, and the sky was bright china blue dotted with a precious few clouds.
Of course the mothers would plot Taryn’s fate on such a perfect day, without her present to put a damper on their plans. Jesse was used to the women in his life steamrolling over everyone and everything they thought would or could or might make his life more difficult. He wasn’t sure that kind of female-force-of-nature was as common for Taryn. He sure hoped his family didn’t scare her away before she got a chance to know them and learned to like them enough to give them a pass on their life-interference tendencies.
Jesse grabbed Taryn’s arm and swung her around as gently as possible, as she made her way across the patio toward the back door at a near run.
“Hey, wait a minute. We need to go in there as one.”
“What do you mean?” She said, panting with the exertion from her run down the path connecting his house to Potter’s Woods.
She should have been wiped out after everything that had been done and said to her so far today, and yet she’d had the fortitude not to break down into a ball of tears. She even managed to be honest in her desires when most women he knew would have been coy or shown mock indignation. Both of those manufactured responses made him queasy, Jesse much preferred Taryn’s honest need.
“Whatever is going on in there between your mother and my family, it’s going to go easier for you if you have an ally in the room. I intend to be that ally.” Jesse said, knowing it was true.
“I don’t need your help.” Taryn pulled her arm away.
“Yes, you do.”
Her eyes flashed blue fire at him as they narrowed. Then something in them changed and for the life of him he couldn’t discern what was going through her mind. Her face went from transparent to door slamming ‘we’re closed’ mode so fast he didn’t know what to make of it or her.
“How do I know I can trust you?”
Because I didn’t jump you while you eye-fucked me. Because I brought you to my house after saving your ass. Because I’m willing to share the woman I love most in the world with you, even if it ultimately means I have to leave the only home I’ve ever known. Take. Your. Pick. Then never ask me that goddamn question again.
She must have sensed a drop of the ocean of emotion coursing through him, rushing through his ears like a breaking tidal wave because she backed up a step and her eyes lost most of their heat. Still, she didn’t apologize and she didn’t retract her question. He held her gaze a moment longer than necessary, probing. Then he unclenched his jaw, knowing he’d have pain there later.
“I’m done trying to convince you I’m trustworthy.” Liar.
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