didn’t let him stop. When he tried, she was already close to her own release. So she arched her hips, taking him deeper. Pushing him over the edge and letting herself go with him in a heady rush.
His groan drowned out the soft whimper she made, a cry of utter capitulation to the bliss of the moment.
“Hold on to me,” he urged, his words soft in her ear even though his breathing was a harsh rasp against her skin.
Not questioning, she did as he asked and he rolled her gently on top of him, so careful with the side where she was injured she marveled that he could know how to move her better than she knew how to position her own incapacitated body.
Laying her head on his chest, she took deep, steadying breaths, more relaxed than she’d been the whole night before. And yet, she needed to keep the moment light. Needed to remind herself this was only temporary so her heart didn’t go and do anything stupid like getting attached to a guy who had a life five states away from her.
A life in a brutal sport that could give him health problems for the rest of his days. A life he’d chosen over her.
“You won the chemistry argument,” she said finally, smoothing a touch over the slow rise and fall of pecs. “I concede.”
“I would savor the victory if I wasn’t so busy savoring the way you feel against me right now.” He twined a handful of her hair around his fingers and then let it unwind.
Playing.
“I decided last night I was cutting off my nose to spite my face when I said we didn’t have chemistry.” She hoped she delivered the words with the right touch of easy worldliness.
He stilled. Then, letting go of her hair, he reached to tip her chin up so her eyes met his.
“Did you just admit you were wrong?”
“Absolutely not. I said you were too hot a ticket to pass up.”
He frowned down at her, as if he had expected their time together to rattle her more than that. But she wasn’t a teenager in the throes of a monster crush anymore. And she wouldn’t let the best sex of her life deceive her into thinking J.C. cared about her as anything more than an old flame from his past.
“That’s funny, because I don’t feel like I won an argument. I feel like you just tried to one-up me again.” He sounded disappointed.
But damn it, what had he expected?
“How about we stop arguing and just enjoy the incredible benefits we’ve discovered by being stuck in town together this week?” She wouldn’t mind spending a while longer in Cloud Spin if it meant they got to repeat that experience. She hadn’t realized she’d missed this place until she sat in the Peak’s with him last night, surrounded by ski sweaters, furry boots, and friendly faces from the past. But J.C. was the biggest draw.
Her heart beat faster as she waited for his answer.
Too hopeful for a woman who’d already decided this shouldn’t mean anything.
“I don’t feel stuck with you.” He stroked her hair again, some of the tension easing from those muscles of his. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“Good. How about we go tackle that ice rink and see if we can use this unlikely partnership to bring a little winter joy to local hockey lovers?” She’d thought a lot about that couple they’d met last night and it bothered her that her father hadn’t opened the ice already.
She wanted Riley to be able to try out that sled.
“Crepes first. Hockey second.” He shifted her back to the bed. “Afterward, I’ll let you know my verdict on the friends with benefits idea. It doesn’t sound like the right approach to making peace with the past.”
Probably not.
But when had her relationship with J.C. ever made sense?
“Fine.” She jutted her chin at him as she moved to a sitting position. “Just keep in mind you might not have a choice anymore. Now that I know how seducible you are, consider yourself fair game.”
Chapter Six
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B y late that afternoon, there were at least twenty-five people in the Walkers’ backyard, helping
His groan drowned out the soft whimper she made, a cry of utter capitulation to the bliss of the moment.
“Hold on to me,” he urged, his words soft in her ear even though his breathing was a harsh rasp against her skin.
Not questioning, she did as he asked and he rolled her gently on top of him, so careful with the side where she was injured she marveled that he could know how to move her better than she knew how to position her own incapacitated body.
Laying her head on his chest, she took deep, steadying breaths, more relaxed than she’d been the whole night before. And yet, she needed to keep the moment light. Needed to remind herself this was only temporary so her heart didn’t go and do anything stupid like getting attached to a guy who had a life five states away from her.
A life in a brutal sport that could give him health problems for the rest of his days. A life he’d chosen over her.
“You won the chemistry argument,” she said finally, smoothing a touch over the slow rise and fall of pecs. “I concede.”
“I would savor the victory if I wasn’t so busy savoring the way you feel against me right now.” He twined a handful of her hair around his fingers and then let it unwind.
Playing.
“I decided last night I was cutting off my nose to spite my face when I said we didn’t have chemistry.” She hoped she delivered the words with the right touch of easy worldliness.
He stilled. Then, letting go of her hair, he reached to tip her chin up so her eyes met his.
“Did you just admit you were wrong?”
“Absolutely not. I said you were too hot a ticket to pass up.”
He frowned down at her, as if he had expected their time together to rattle her more than that. But she wasn’t a teenager in the throes of a monster crush anymore. And she wouldn’t let the best sex of her life deceive her into thinking J.C. cared about her as anything more than an old flame from his past.
“That’s funny, because I don’t feel like I won an argument. I feel like you just tried to one-up me again.” He sounded disappointed.
But damn it, what had he expected?
“How about we stop arguing and just enjoy the incredible benefits we’ve discovered by being stuck in town together this week?” She wouldn’t mind spending a while longer in Cloud Spin if it meant they got to repeat that experience. She hadn’t realized she’d missed this place until she sat in the Peak’s with him last night, surrounded by ski sweaters, furry boots, and friendly faces from the past. But J.C. was the biggest draw.
Her heart beat faster as she waited for his answer.
Too hopeful for a woman who’d already decided this shouldn’t mean anything.
“I don’t feel stuck with you.” He stroked her hair again, some of the tension easing from those muscles of his. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“Good. How about we go tackle that ice rink and see if we can use this unlikely partnership to bring a little winter joy to local hockey lovers?” She’d thought a lot about that couple they’d met last night and it bothered her that her father hadn’t opened the ice already.
She wanted Riley to be able to try out that sled.
“Crepes first. Hockey second.” He shifted her back to the bed. “Afterward, I’ll let you know my verdict on the friends with benefits idea. It doesn’t sound like the right approach to making peace with the past.”
Probably not.
But when had her relationship with J.C. ever made sense?
“Fine.” She jutted her chin at him as she moved to a sitting position. “Just keep in mind you might not have a choice anymore. Now that I know how seducible you are, consider yourself fair game.”
Chapter Six
‡
B y late that afternoon, there were at least twenty-five people in the Walkers’ backyard, helping
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