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bang his head on that thing?"
"Not with bumpers. White bumpers."
"I can see you're going to be stubborn about this." He took the lamp and hooked it up beside the bed. "Turn off the lights and we'll make sure it works. By the way, I like those pastel bulbs you found." He switched on the lamp and sent her a simmering look that didn't coincide with the tinkling lullaby. "They're very soft. Romantic."
She watched Myles sit on the edge of the bed. He held his hand out to her. She took it.
"Stand there," he said, urging her between his parted thighs, then whispered something against her stomach. She could feel his breath through her clothes. She swallowed hard and exhaled on a shallow gasp.
"What are you doing?"
"Talking to the baby," he said, then placed a soft kiss where he'd whispered. "Why are you shaking, Faith?"
"I—I don't know. I think I'm scared."
"Of me?"
"Of... us." She let him pull her onto his lap; she could feel the tautness of his muscles beneath. Was he shaking too? Was that what she felt as he urged her arms around his neck? "I'm afraid of what's happening here."
"And what's happening? Say it, Faith. Let's get this out in the open where it belongs. Starting with how it feels when I do this." He threaded his fingers through her hair and exposed her neck. His lips were soft, moist. She felt the flick of his tongue against the erratic pulse of her throat. "Does it feel good?"
"Good," she breathed. "So... good."
"Then why are you pulling away?"
"Because... because... Myles, I don't know." The last word caught on a sob. What was wrong with her? She'd waited for this forever, and now that it was happening she was a total mess. What if it didn't work out? What if she did something wrong? What if... what if after it was over, Myles realized it was only the heat of the moment and he was sorry for or felt guilty about what they'd done. What if...?
"Is it Gloria?" he whispered into her hair.
"I feel... it's crazy, but I'm afraid I'm cheating on her." She made the confession even while her muscles clenched and she moved closer to the heat of his body and tentatively stroked the corded strength of his neck. "Maybe most of all, I'm afraid you'll decide that this was a mistake and then it'll become awkward with us. I couldn't bear that, Myles."
"The only mistake I could make with you is pretending what's happening between us isn't really happening. No one can absolve us of what we're feeling but ourselves, and the only way we can do that is to accept that we're the only ones who can be cheated. Gloria's gone. It's time we both said good-bye."
He lifted his ringless hand to the light. "I've been saying it for the past week. You have to do the same or we're not going to be able to deal with our relationship."
"And what is our relationship, Myles?"
"That's what I'm asking you. What your doubts are... and your fears."
"I do have fears," she admitted. "I fear that I'm convenient and you're lonely."
"And male?" He stroked her leg with his fingertips, then massaged her inner thigh. "I've had seven women offer themselves to help 'ease my loneliness', in the past month. I wasn't even tempted. I didn't want them."
"But you want me?"
"I think that's apparent. Just as I think we both know this is inevitable." His hand moved to the buttons of her blouse, then hesitated. "But I have to tell you, it's been a long time since I was single. I'm not sure if I'm going about this the right way. I feel like an awkward kid who's afraid of making a fool of himself by making the wrong move and offending the woman he's about to go out of his mind to touch."
"I'm not offended," she murmured, melting inside with the honesty of his confession, with the miracle of his wanting. Taking the leap, knowing this was the only way they could possibly break free of the past and embrace the future, she leaned forward until his hands were pressed against her chest. "I want you to touch me."
His breath left him in a ragged sigh. "I'd love to see
"Not with bumpers. White bumpers."
"I can see you're going to be stubborn about this." He took the lamp and hooked it up beside the bed. "Turn off the lights and we'll make sure it works. By the way, I like those pastel bulbs you found." He switched on the lamp and sent her a simmering look that didn't coincide with the tinkling lullaby. "They're very soft. Romantic."
She watched Myles sit on the edge of the bed. He held his hand out to her. She took it.
"Stand there," he said, urging her between his parted thighs, then whispered something against her stomach. She could feel his breath through her clothes. She swallowed hard and exhaled on a shallow gasp.
"What are you doing?"
"Talking to the baby," he said, then placed a soft kiss where he'd whispered. "Why are you shaking, Faith?"
"I—I don't know. I think I'm scared."
"Of me?"
"Of... us." She let him pull her onto his lap; she could feel the tautness of his muscles beneath. Was he shaking too? Was that what she felt as he urged her arms around his neck? "I'm afraid of what's happening here."
"And what's happening? Say it, Faith. Let's get this out in the open where it belongs. Starting with how it feels when I do this." He threaded his fingers through her hair and exposed her neck. His lips were soft, moist. She felt the flick of his tongue against the erratic pulse of her throat. "Does it feel good?"
"Good," she breathed. "So... good."
"Then why are you pulling away?"
"Because... because... Myles, I don't know." The last word caught on a sob. What was wrong with her? She'd waited for this forever, and now that it was happening she was a total mess. What if it didn't work out? What if she did something wrong? What if... what if after it was over, Myles realized it was only the heat of the moment and he was sorry for or felt guilty about what they'd done. What if...?
"Is it Gloria?" he whispered into her hair.
"I feel... it's crazy, but I'm afraid I'm cheating on her." She made the confession even while her muscles clenched and she moved closer to the heat of his body and tentatively stroked the corded strength of his neck. "Maybe most of all, I'm afraid you'll decide that this was a mistake and then it'll become awkward with us. I couldn't bear that, Myles."
"The only mistake I could make with you is pretending what's happening between us isn't really happening. No one can absolve us of what we're feeling but ourselves, and the only way we can do that is to accept that we're the only ones who can be cheated. Gloria's gone. It's time we both said good-bye."
He lifted his ringless hand to the light. "I've been saying it for the past week. You have to do the same or we're not going to be able to deal with our relationship."
"And what is our relationship, Myles?"
"That's what I'm asking you. What your doubts are... and your fears."
"I do have fears," she admitted. "I fear that I'm convenient and you're lonely."
"And male?" He stroked her leg with his fingertips, then massaged her inner thigh. "I've had seven women offer themselves to help 'ease my loneliness', in the past month. I wasn't even tempted. I didn't want them."
"But you want me?"
"I think that's apparent. Just as I think we both know this is inevitable." His hand moved to the buttons of her blouse, then hesitated. "But I have to tell you, it's been a long time since I was single. I'm not sure if I'm going about this the right way. I feel like an awkward kid who's afraid of making a fool of himself by making the wrong move and offending the woman he's about to go out of his mind to touch."
"I'm not offended," she murmured, melting inside with the honesty of his confession, with the miracle of his wanting. Taking the leap, knowing this was the only way they could possibly break free of the past and embrace the future, she leaned forward until his hands were pressed against her chest. "I want you to touch me."
His breath left him in a ragged sigh. "I'd love to see
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