let me finish. What I was saying, darl', is that you've never had sex with me.” Her eyes flew up to meet his and her cheeks turned bright pink as he winked and added, “Yet.”
He stroked his hand from her shoulder up her neck, till it cupped the back of her head. Her eyes were wide. Her lips were parted. He had no choice. He drew her closer and was relieved when her hand came up to his cheek. He covered her mouth with his own and kissed her the way he needed to. She was hesitant at first, but he felt her relax as he curled his arm around her and pulled her against him. Her other hand came up to cup his face as he tasted her, exploring her mouth. She was shaking, but willing. She let him in, met his tongue with her own. She sure as hell didn't kiss like a woman who didn't like sex!
When he finally lifted his head she was breathless. She still held his face between her hands. He held her closer to him, not wanting to let go. There was doubt in her eyes, but there was desire too, unquestionable desire. He had to let go of her, while he still could.
“What are you doing later, little one?”
“I'm not going to have sex with you, if that's what you're thinking!”
He threw his head back and laughed as he hugged her to him again. She was adorable! “I'm not asking you to.”
Now she just looked confused. The poor little darlin' had no clue at all.
“Don't get me wrong. I wouldn't say no, in fact I'd love it if you wanted to. But we can get to that when, and only if , you want to. I was going to ask if you want to come out for a ride with me. I'm going to be working on my old car with Ben this afternoon and I thought it'd be fun to take you for a spin when we're done.”
“You and Ben?”
“No, Meggie. Just you and me.”
She smiled. “Yes, please.”
“Good. I'll come get you at four. I'll have to get back early for Ethan coming home.”
Chapter Six
M ichael dropped the hood on the old Cadillac and grinned at Ben. “Thanks, mate. She's running great. You want a beer?”
“I'd love one, but what time do you need to get going?”
“I said I'd pick Meggie up at four, so we've got ages yet. Come on back up to the house.”
After they had both cleaned up, Michael passed Ben a beer from the fridge and took a bottle of apple juice for himself. They settled out on the back deck overlooking the lake. The water sparkled in the afternoon sun.
Ben raised his bottle. “It really doesn't seem that long since we used to sit out here doing homework, or having burgers and milkshakes after football practice.”
Michael smiled. “You're right, mate. In some ways it feels like it was last week. In others it seems like a different lifetime.” He touched his bottle against Ben's. “I never thought I'd live here again, but I'm glad I am. It just feels right, you know?”
Ben laughed. “I do know. Seems there are quite a few people who feel the same way these days. Speaking of which, did I see Gabe the other day? I thought I must be imagining things.”
“Nope, not your imagination. Big brother is back too. He's just visiting though. I wish I could convince him to stay here and chill out, give up all the high-powered stress, but I'm not sure he'll ever be able to relax that much.”
“He always was kind of type A, wasn't he? I was surprised when you bought this place from your folks. I thought he would have at least wanted to own a share.”
Michael shook his head with a rueful grin. “Type A? The Angel Gabriel is more of a triple A—high energy, high powered. He organizes life into submission, and God help anyone who gets in his way. I'm lucky that the idea of my buying the old place met with his approval. He liked the idea of my having ties here, and I have to admit he was right, as always. He kept telling me I needed the option of coming back some day.” He stared out at the lake, lost in thought.
“Are you okay?”
He looked back at Ben. “Yeah. There's still that little piece of me that hates
He stroked his hand from her shoulder up her neck, till it cupped the back of her head. Her eyes were wide. Her lips were parted. He had no choice. He drew her closer and was relieved when her hand came up to his cheek. He covered her mouth with his own and kissed her the way he needed to. She was hesitant at first, but he felt her relax as he curled his arm around her and pulled her against him. Her other hand came up to cup his face as he tasted her, exploring her mouth. She was shaking, but willing. She let him in, met his tongue with her own. She sure as hell didn't kiss like a woman who didn't like sex!
When he finally lifted his head she was breathless. She still held his face between her hands. He held her closer to him, not wanting to let go. There was doubt in her eyes, but there was desire too, unquestionable desire. He had to let go of her, while he still could.
“What are you doing later, little one?”
“I'm not going to have sex with you, if that's what you're thinking!”
He threw his head back and laughed as he hugged her to him again. She was adorable! “I'm not asking you to.”
Now she just looked confused. The poor little darlin' had no clue at all.
“Don't get me wrong. I wouldn't say no, in fact I'd love it if you wanted to. But we can get to that when, and only if , you want to. I was going to ask if you want to come out for a ride with me. I'm going to be working on my old car with Ben this afternoon and I thought it'd be fun to take you for a spin when we're done.”
“You and Ben?”
“No, Meggie. Just you and me.”
She smiled. “Yes, please.”
“Good. I'll come get you at four. I'll have to get back early for Ethan coming home.”
Chapter Six
M ichael dropped the hood on the old Cadillac and grinned at Ben. “Thanks, mate. She's running great. You want a beer?”
“I'd love one, but what time do you need to get going?”
“I said I'd pick Meggie up at four, so we've got ages yet. Come on back up to the house.”
After they had both cleaned up, Michael passed Ben a beer from the fridge and took a bottle of apple juice for himself. They settled out on the back deck overlooking the lake. The water sparkled in the afternoon sun.
Ben raised his bottle. “It really doesn't seem that long since we used to sit out here doing homework, or having burgers and milkshakes after football practice.”
Michael smiled. “You're right, mate. In some ways it feels like it was last week. In others it seems like a different lifetime.” He touched his bottle against Ben's. “I never thought I'd live here again, but I'm glad I am. It just feels right, you know?”
Ben laughed. “I do know. Seems there are quite a few people who feel the same way these days. Speaking of which, did I see Gabe the other day? I thought I must be imagining things.”
“Nope, not your imagination. Big brother is back too. He's just visiting though. I wish I could convince him to stay here and chill out, give up all the high-powered stress, but I'm not sure he'll ever be able to relax that much.”
“He always was kind of type A, wasn't he? I was surprised when you bought this place from your folks. I thought he would have at least wanted to own a share.”
Michael shook his head with a rueful grin. “Type A? The Angel Gabriel is more of a triple A—high energy, high powered. He organizes life into submission, and God help anyone who gets in his way. I'm lucky that the idea of my buying the old place met with his approval. He liked the idea of my having ties here, and I have to admit he was right, as always. He kept telling me I needed the option of coming back some day.” He stared out at the lake, lost in thought.
“Are you okay?”
He looked back at Ben. “Yeah. There's still that little piece of me that hates
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