bodies closer together.
Once the fire of the kiss had been lit, he knew there’d be no stopping him—them.
Her fingers moved through his hair. Their kiss deepened, and he was sure it wasn’t him who had done it. She was as hungry as he was. At least that part he was familiar with.
He hoisted her up to his hips, wrapping her legs around him. She was like a doll in his arms. His doll. His responsibility.
The thought shook him, but her lips still worked against his. He carried her down the hallway, their mouths and tongues still entwined, and made his way to her bedroom.
As they walked through the door, he kicked it shut with his foot before moving Olivia up against it.
She arched against the door at her back, holding him tighter.
“Cade…” His name carried on her breath as he moved his lips to her neck. “What are we doing?”
“Oh, don’t tell me you’re going to stop me.” He moved his lips to her ears. “But if you want me to, I’ll stop.”
She didn’t speak right away.
Cade lifted his head away, still holding her against him. Her eyes settled on his.
“I don’t think I want you to stop.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.” He moved his mouth against hers again, but the kiss was different now—hesitant. “You’re thinking too hard.”
“The last time I had sex with a man, I got Gage.”
“Not a bad trade.”
She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder. “No, it wasn’t.”
Of course, the thought crossed his mind that the last man she’d been with was his father. That was enough to ruin anyone’s desire.
Instead of undressing her, the way he desperately wanted to, he carried her to the bed and sat her down.
“I’ve done enough to hurt you over the years. I’m not going to do that now.”
“See,” she chuckled, pushing a strand of hair from her eyes. “You should have gone when I told you too.”
“I don’t want to go now. I like looking at you in my shirt, though out of my shirt would be better.”
She smiled. “I don’t want you to go, but I don’t think I can do this. The sex part.”
He narrowed his eyes on her. “What else is there?”
“Stay the night. Let me sleep in your arms. At least when you’re gone in a week I won’t have lost anything, but maybe I’ll have a good memory of time with a dear friend.”
How could he deny her that logic?
It had been three o’clock when Olivia had awakened to check on Gage. He hadn’t woken all night. It shouldn’t have worried her, but it had.
The comforting part was, when she woke, she was still wrapped in Cade’s arms.
Why she’d stopped him from making love to her, she didn’t know. But, in her heart, she knew it was right. How could she give herself to another man who would make her leave, or who would leave her?
When she curled back up against him, he wrapped his arm around her.
“Everything okay?”
“Checking on Gage.”
She felt him move against her. “He’s okay, isn’t he?” His voice had shot up, more alert.
There had never been a night in his short life in which he’d slept that long. “Never better.”
“Hmmm,” he nuzzled his lips to her neck and soon he was asleep again.
The next time she opened her eyes, the sun streamed through the curtains. She rolled to press her lips to Cade’s, but he was gone.
Disappointment dropped into her stomach, and then the void was filled with anger. Why had she thought he’d be more than an average man? Thank goodness she hadn’t given more of herself.
A moment later, she shot up from her pillow and ran out of the bedroom and down the hall. Gage. Gage wasn’t awake. He hadn’t had any terrors.
She burst through his door, and there he was sitting in his crib playing with a toy. He looked up at her and smiled before he stood and held out his arms to her.
“You had a good night, didn’t you?” She picked him up and held him close to her.
Gage would never leave her or break her heart. At least she had that.
Only a moment
Once the fire of the kiss had been lit, he knew there’d be no stopping him—them.
Her fingers moved through his hair. Their kiss deepened, and he was sure it wasn’t him who had done it. She was as hungry as he was. At least that part he was familiar with.
He hoisted her up to his hips, wrapping her legs around him. She was like a doll in his arms. His doll. His responsibility.
The thought shook him, but her lips still worked against his. He carried her down the hallway, their mouths and tongues still entwined, and made his way to her bedroom.
As they walked through the door, he kicked it shut with his foot before moving Olivia up against it.
She arched against the door at her back, holding him tighter.
“Cade…” His name carried on her breath as he moved his lips to her neck. “What are we doing?”
“Oh, don’t tell me you’re going to stop me.” He moved his lips to her ears. “But if you want me to, I’ll stop.”
She didn’t speak right away.
Cade lifted his head away, still holding her against him. Her eyes settled on his.
“I don’t think I want you to stop.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.” He moved his mouth against hers again, but the kiss was different now—hesitant. “You’re thinking too hard.”
“The last time I had sex with a man, I got Gage.”
“Not a bad trade.”
She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder. “No, it wasn’t.”
Of course, the thought crossed his mind that the last man she’d been with was his father. That was enough to ruin anyone’s desire.
Instead of undressing her, the way he desperately wanted to, he carried her to the bed and sat her down.
“I’ve done enough to hurt you over the years. I’m not going to do that now.”
“See,” she chuckled, pushing a strand of hair from her eyes. “You should have gone when I told you too.”
“I don’t want to go now. I like looking at you in my shirt, though out of my shirt would be better.”
She smiled. “I don’t want you to go, but I don’t think I can do this. The sex part.”
He narrowed his eyes on her. “What else is there?”
“Stay the night. Let me sleep in your arms. At least when you’re gone in a week I won’t have lost anything, but maybe I’ll have a good memory of time with a dear friend.”
How could he deny her that logic?
It had been three o’clock when Olivia had awakened to check on Gage. He hadn’t woken all night. It shouldn’t have worried her, but it had.
The comforting part was, when she woke, she was still wrapped in Cade’s arms.
Why she’d stopped him from making love to her, she didn’t know. But, in her heart, she knew it was right. How could she give herself to another man who would make her leave, or who would leave her?
When she curled back up against him, he wrapped his arm around her.
“Everything okay?”
“Checking on Gage.”
She felt him move against her. “He’s okay, isn’t he?” His voice had shot up, more alert.
There had never been a night in his short life in which he’d slept that long. “Never better.”
“Hmmm,” he nuzzled his lips to her neck and soon he was asleep again.
The next time she opened her eyes, the sun streamed through the curtains. She rolled to press her lips to Cade’s, but he was gone.
Disappointment dropped into her stomach, and then the void was filled with anger. Why had she thought he’d be more than an average man? Thank goodness she hadn’t given more of herself.
A moment later, she shot up from her pillow and ran out of the bedroom and down the hall. Gage. Gage wasn’t awake. He hadn’t had any terrors.
She burst through his door, and there he was sitting in his crib playing with a toy. He looked up at her and smiled before he stood and held out his arms to her.
“You had a good night, didn’t you?” She picked him up and held him close to her.
Gage would never leave her or break her heart. At least she had that.
Only a moment
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