through her pictures when there was a heavy knock on her door.
Glancing at the time on her phone, she saw it was nearly two in the
morning. Unsure of who would be knocking on her door that late, she
cautiously looked through her peephole and gasped when she saw who it
was. She fumbled her way through the locks and ripped the door open to
see Colt standing on her porch, several days growth of beard on his face,
wearing a loose white button down shirt and jeans and looking absolutely
gorgeous.
“Colt!” she cried, rushing into his
arms. “How did you –“
He cut her off, crushing his mouth to
hers. Sarah welcomed the kiss with equal passion, burying her hands in
his hair. His hand smoothed over her hair and came to rest on her cheek
as he pulled back from the kiss.
“I think maybe you missed me?” he
said, his voice sounding amused.
“I did! And how weird is
that? I just met you!”
“Not weird at all,” he said, giving
her another quick kiss.
“Come in,” she invited, stepping back
from his embrace.
He followed her in but stopped her
when she shut the door.
“You’re still dressed,” he observed,
“why aren’t you in bed? It’s two in the morning.”
She laughed. “I couldn’t
sleep. See, there’s this guy and I hadn’t heard from him in a couple of
days and I was worried about him. So, I was vegging out on the couch
watching bad movies and missing him.”
A dimple appeared in his cheek though
he didn’t smile. He cupped her face in his hands and held her like that
for a moment.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“Don’t be. It’s something I’ll
need to get used to if you’re going to be in my life, right?”
“I don’t take these jobs often and
after this one, I won’t be taking any for a while, unless an emergency pops up.”
“Are you hungry? Can I get you
anything?”
“I’m good.”
“Thank you for the roses, by the
way. They are beautiful,” she said, nodding to where they sat on a small
accent table.
“Again, nowhere near as beautiful as
you. And to answer your unfinished question from earlier, I looked you up
the old fashioned way…in the phone book. I probably should have waited
until tomorrow to see you, but I decided when I was on the plane that I
couldn’t wait.”
“I’m glad you came.”
“Yeah?” he asked, pressing his lips
to hers.
“Oh, yeah,” she whispered, kissing
him. His answering groan emboldened her. When he lifted her, she
wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the sofa and sat with
her astride his lap.
“I thought about you the whole time I
was away. You occupied my every thought, obsessively so. I’ve never
had this kind of reaction to someone before.”
“Never?”
“I’m thirty-two years old, Sarah, and
I’ve never been in love. I’ve had dates but no one I that I couldn’t walk
away from. No one who took up my every thought when I wasn’t with them,
until now. Why is that, can you tell me? I just met you,” he said,
forehead pressed to hers.
“If you know, maybe you can explain
it to me,” she whispered, loving the warm melty feeling that flooded her at his
words. She had her hands on his neck, toying with his hair. After a
few moments, he leaned his head back on the sofa and he closed his eyes.
“You are exhausted,” she noted.
“I’ve been up for fifty-two
hours. As much as I hate leaving you, I should probably head home.”
“That’s a thirty minute drive and
you’re barely keeping your eyes open,” she crawled off his lap and knelt at his
feet, removing his boots.
“Sarah,” he started but she shushed
him.
“You’re here, no need for you to risk
heading home and falling asleep at the wheel.” His eyes were on her as
she began working the buttons of his shirt, then smoothed it off his broad
shoulders. “Now, then,” she said, getting up and covering him with the
blanket that was on the sofa. “I’ll be right
Glancing at the time on her phone, she saw it was nearly two in the
morning. Unsure of who would be knocking on her door that late, she
cautiously looked through her peephole and gasped when she saw who it
was. She fumbled her way through the locks and ripped the door open to
see Colt standing on her porch, several days growth of beard on his face,
wearing a loose white button down shirt and jeans and looking absolutely
gorgeous.
“Colt!” she cried, rushing into his
arms. “How did you –“
He cut her off, crushing his mouth to
hers. Sarah welcomed the kiss with equal passion, burying her hands in
his hair. His hand smoothed over her hair and came to rest on her cheek
as he pulled back from the kiss.
“I think maybe you missed me?” he
said, his voice sounding amused.
“I did! And how weird is
that? I just met you!”
“Not weird at all,” he said, giving
her another quick kiss.
“Come in,” she invited, stepping back
from his embrace.
He followed her in but stopped her
when she shut the door.
“You’re still dressed,” he observed,
“why aren’t you in bed? It’s two in the morning.”
She laughed. “I couldn’t
sleep. See, there’s this guy and I hadn’t heard from him in a couple of
days and I was worried about him. So, I was vegging out on the couch
watching bad movies and missing him.”
A dimple appeared in his cheek though
he didn’t smile. He cupped her face in his hands and held her like that
for a moment.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“Don’t be. It’s something I’ll
need to get used to if you’re going to be in my life, right?”
“I don’t take these jobs often and
after this one, I won’t be taking any for a while, unless an emergency pops up.”
“Are you hungry? Can I get you
anything?”
“I’m good.”
“Thank you for the roses, by the
way. They are beautiful,” she said, nodding to where they sat on a small
accent table.
“Again, nowhere near as beautiful as
you. And to answer your unfinished question from earlier, I looked you up
the old fashioned way…in the phone book. I probably should have waited
until tomorrow to see you, but I decided when I was on the plane that I
couldn’t wait.”
“I’m glad you came.”
“Yeah?” he asked, pressing his lips
to hers.
“Oh, yeah,” she whispered, kissing
him. His answering groan emboldened her. When he lifted her, she
wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the sofa and sat with
her astride his lap.
“I thought about you the whole time I
was away. You occupied my every thought, obsessively so. I’ve never
had this kind of reaction to someone before.”
“Never?”
“I’m thirty-two years old, Sarah, and
I’ve never been in love. I’ve had dates but no one I that I couldn’t walk
away from. No one who took up my every thought when I wasn’t with them,
until now. Why is that, can you tell me? I just met you,” he said,
forehead pressed to hers.
“If you know, maybe you can explain
it to me,” she whispered, loving the warm melty feeling that flooded her at his
words. She had her hands on his neck, toying with his hair. After a
few moments, he leaned his head back on the sofa and he closed his eyes.
“You are exhausted,” she noted.
“I’ve been up for fifty-two
hours. As much as I hate leaving you, I should probably head home.”
“That’s a thirty minute drive and
you’re barely keeping your eyes open,” she crawled off his lap and knelt at his
feet, removing his boots.
“Sarah,” he started but she shushed
him.
“You’re here, no need for you to risk
heading home and falling asleep at the wheel.” His eyes were on her as
she began working the buttons of his shirt, then smoothed it off his broad
shoulders. “Now, then,” she said, getting up and covering him with the
blanket that was on the sofa. “I’ll be right
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