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case he wanted to hold onto me for support. He didn't say anything, but every time I glanced at him, his eyes were glued to me, those sad, grey eyes.
Chapter 22
Carter
Although my senses were skewed I realized my confession left me vulnerable and I didn’t like the feeling. Not one bit. I felt like a circus acrobat who missed the swing, free falling with no safety net. I waited fo r the moment I felt the splat.
I wished I could take it back, do the whole night over. I knew it was impossible. Instead I sat in the passenger seat of my own car, waiting for Elizabeth to spew out the let’s be friends speech. I couldn't blame her. I knew I deserved it.
All evening I made one mistake after another, watching them snowball. Telling her about Jamie, that was an avalanche. Why didn't I come up with a cover story? I could've let her believe I was just a spoiled rich kid having wet dreams about his stepmom. But no, I had to go with the truth. After tonight was over she wouldn’t want to see me again. While I told myself it was for the best, I knew I had to make sure it didn’t happen.
Chapter 23
Elizabeth
On the drive home Carter had become sullen, silent and infinitely more attractive than he had been just a few hours earlier. I wondered what suddenly made him so irresistible. Was it the fact that I knew he came with baggage? Full, heavy baggage.
I’d been drawn to him from the moment we met, but now I couldn't deny that I felt more than a simple attraction. Much, much more. My churning emotions terrified me. I pulled the car to a stop in his driveway.
“We’re here.”
Carter looked out the window and nodded.
I got out and made my way around to his door. He opened it and stood on his own. I wasn't about to force any unwanted or unwarranted help on him. We walked across the short driveway to the front door of the small, humble, cape house Carter called home. He put his hands in his pockets to search for the keys forgetting for the moment I drove. Reading the confusion on his face I jingled the fob in front of him.
“Looking for this?”
Carter looked at me sheepishly and smiled.
He took the key ring from me and tried with some difficulty to place the house key in the lock on the front door. Focused completely on his struggle, Carter didn’t seem to notice anything else. I placed my hand over his. Together, we managed to fit the key in the hole.
He stared at me, a smile playing on the corner of his lips. Feeling the weight of his stare I turned to face him. Our eyes locked.
Carter looked awed. All the times I caught him staring, he never looked like this. “You’re the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”
“Thank you,” I answered suddenly self-conscious.
Carter's lips brushed against mine so lightly they barely touched. Inching closer to me, he dropped his mouth and nuzzled against the nape of my neck forcing a moan of pleasure to escape me.
Carter continued to close in until he had me pinned against the front door. He pressed the weight of his body against mine, his fingertips skimming over me while eng aging me in a shower of kisses.
"E- liz-a-beth." he whispered my name.
My insides twisted and twirled, soaring from heady heights, like I was jumping out of an airplane. Clumsily he reached around me for the doorknob, turned the handle, and sent us stumbling inside.
I giggled righting myself and ran my index finger over his bottom lip. “You’ve practiced that haven’t you?”
He took hold of my hand and gave a devilish grin, “Once or twice.”
“I bet.”
“Come with me,” he whispered, standing so close our bodies touched and his breath tickled my ear.
"I don't think I should."
"Come." He wrapped his arm around the small of my back and yanked me against him.
I nodded.
Carter clumsily led me through the house to his bedroom. Every fiber of my being told me to stay in the living room on neutral territory, but I found myself unable to utter any words. At the very least I'd get to
Chapter 22
Carter
Although my senses were skewed I realized my confession left me vulnerable and I didn’t like the feeling. Not one bit. I felt like a circus acrobat who missed the swing, free falling with no safety net. I waited fo r the moment I felt the splat.
I wished I could take it back, do the whole night over. I knew it was impossible. Instead I sat in the passenger seat of my own car, waiting for Elizabeth to spew out the let’s be friends speech. I couldn't blame her. I knew I deserved it.
All evening I made one mistake after another, watching them snowball. Telling her about Jamie, that was an avalanche. Why didn't I come up with a cover story? I could've let her believe I was just a spoiled rich kid having wet dreams about his stepmom. But no, I had to go with the truth. After tonight was over she wouldn’t want to see me again. While I told myself it was for the best, I knew I had to make sure it didn’t happen.
Chapter 23
Elizabeth
On the drive home Carter had become sullen, silent and infinitely more attractive than he had been just a few hours earlier. I wondered what suddenly made him so irresistible. Was it the fact that I knew he came with baggage? Full, heavy baggage.
I’d been drawn to him from the moment we met, but now I couldn't deny that I felt more than a simple attraction. Much, much more. My churning emotions terrified me. I pulled the car to a stop in his driveway.
“We’re here.”
Carter looked out the window and nodded.
I got out and made my way around to his door. He opened it and stood on his own. I wasn't about to force any unwanted or unwarranted help on him. We walked across the short driveway to the front door of the small, humble, cape house Carter called home. He put his hands in his pockets to search for the keys forgetting for the moment I drove. Reading the confusion on his face I jingled the fob in front of him.
“Looking for this?”
Carter looked at me sheepishly and smiled.
He took the key ring from me and tried with some difficulty to place the house key in the lock on the front door. Focused completely on his struggle, Carter didn’t seem to notice anything else. I placed my hand over his. Together, we managed to fit the key in the hole.
He stared at me, a smile playing on the corner of his lips. Feeling the weight of his stare I turned to face him. Our eyes locked.
Carter looked awed. All the times I caught him staring, he never looked like this. “You’re the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”
“Thank you,” I answered suddenly self-conscious.
Carter's lips brushed against mine so lightly they barely touched. Inching closer to me, he dropped his mouth and nuzzled against the nape of my neck forcing a moan of pleasure to escape me.
Carter continued to close in until he had me pinned against the front door. He pressed the weight of his body against mine, his fingertips skimming over me while eng aging me in a shower of kisses.
"E- liz-a-beth." he whispered my name.
My insides twisted and twirled, soaring from heady heights, like I was jumping out of an airplane. Clumsily he reached around me for the doorknob, turned the handle, and sent us stumbling inside.
I giggled righting myself and ran my index finger over his bottom lip. “You’ve practiced that haven’t you?”
He took hold of my hand and gave a devilish grin, “Once or twice.”
“I bet.”
“Come with me,” he whispered, standing so close our bodies touched and his breath tickled my ear.
"I don't think I should."
"Come." He wrapped his arm around the small of my back and yanked me against him.
I nodded.
Carter clumsily led me through the house to his bedroom. Every fiber of my being told me to stay in the living room on neutral territory, but I found myself unable to utter any words. At the very least I'd get to
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