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Authors: Margo Bond Collins
Tags: Catherine Bybee, music, musician, reunited lovers, small town romance, Novella, past love, Cindi Madsen, Marina Adair, famous, Julia London, country
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the bottle and placed it back in the cooler. When he left, Cole poured two glasses. “I know it’s stereotypical,” he said, shrugging. “But I remembered you liked champagne.” He gave her one of the glasses and she took a sip.
He stared at her over the rim of his own glass, then set it aside, never taking his gaze off hers. Leaning over her, he wrapped one arm around her waist to pull her close.
“I’ve been thinking about this ever since the tour bus rolled past the city limits sign,” he said. Taking her glass away from her and setting it next to his, he swept his fingers down her back while his lips traced her neck. Sighing, she leaned into his kisses as his mouth left a trail of fire across her trembling skin.
Not forever , she reminded herself, doing a quick internal check. Could she still do “not forever?” Take what he had to offer for as long as he stayed?
More to the point, could she bear to walk away?
No.
Her chest ached, even imagining it.
So did she trust him enough to take right now ?
Yes . The answer came instantly.
“You still with me?” he whispered. His breath fluttered across her collarbone, sending hot shivers racing down her back.
Not forever. But definitely right now.
“Absolutely.” Running her palms across his shoulders, she unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it down his arms. He shrugged it off, the muscles of his shoulders rippling under Kylie’s touch. Then he lifted her blouse off over her head and dropped it on the floor.
With another breathy sigh, she pulled him down to kiss her again, letting her hands roam freely up the nape of his neck, across his back, around to his chest, reveling in the contrast between the soft skin and hard muscle, the light rasp of the hair on his chest against her increasingly sensitive fingertips.
“And I’ve been thinking about this since…oh, sometime last year.” She smiled against his mouth.
He huffed a quiet laugh. “Yeah, okay. I admit it—me, too.”
Reaching behind her, he unhooked her bra, then followed his fingers with his mouth, his tongue tracing circles across her breast, around her areola and the hardened bud at its center. Heat pooled deep in her belly, and she threaded her fingers through his hair.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered hoarsely.
“Not a chance.” He laughed deep in his throat, then captured her mouth with his own, pressing himself against her, claiming every inch of her body with his own. Without breaking the kiss, Cole grasped her by the waist and lifted her to wrap her legs around him. Her skirt bunched up around her waist.
He snugged her against him, and she could feel the hard length of him straining against his jeans, pressing through the thin fabric of her panties. A shudder ran through him, and an answering one fluttered through her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned back barely far enough to look into his eyes. “Now,” she said, jerking her chin toward the suite’s bedroom.
“I don’t remember you being this bossy,” he said, but he smiled and kicked open the slightly ajar door, then settled her on the bed.
Reaching up, she ran her fingers through his hair, reveling in its silky texture. Cole turned his head and caught her thumb between his teeth, then licked it and kissed her palm. She ran the inside of her foot up the back of his leg, then wrapped her own leg around his waist, using it to pull him down closer to her.
Dancing his fingers down her stomach, he pulled her panties aside and slid his thumb against her. His fingertips were calloused from playing his guitar—as he brushed the rough edge against her, she gasped. With a grin, he slid his tongue down her stomach, tracing the same path his hands had taken. Nuzzling into her, he licked and sucked until she bucked against him and cried out, pleasure crashing over her in waves.
God. She had missed him even more than she realized.
And if right now was all she got—if he was going to move on to the next town, the
He stared at her over the rim of his own glass, then set it aside, never taking his gaze off hers. Leaning over her, he wrapped one arm around her waist to pull her close.
“I’ve been thinking about this ever since the tour bus rolled past the city limits sign,” he said. Taking her glass away from her and setting it next to his, he swept his fingers down her back while his lips traced her neck. Sighing, she leaned into his kisses as his mouth left a trail of fire across her trembling skin.
Not forever , she reminded herself, doing a quick internal check. Could she still do “not forever?” Take what he had to offer for as long as he stayed?
More to the point, could she bear to walk away?
No.
Her chest ached, even imagining it.
So did she trust him enough to take right now ?
Yes . The answer came instantly.
“You still with me?” he whispered. His breath fluttered across her collarbone, sending hot shivers racing down her back.
Not forever. But definitely right now.
“Absolutely.” Running her palms across his shoulders, she unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it down his arms. He shrugged it off, the muscles of his shoulders rippling under Kylie’s touch. Then he lifted her blouse off over her head and dropped it on the floor.
With another breathy sigh, she pulled him down to kiss her again, letting her hands roam freely up the nape of his neck, across his back, around to his chest, reveling in the contrast between the soft skin and hard muscle, the light rasp of the hair on his chest against her increasingly sensitive fingertips.
“And I’ve been thinking about this since…oh, sometime last year.” She smiled against his mouth.
He huffed a quiet laugh. “Yeah, okay. I admit it—me, too.”
Reaching behind her, he unhooked her bra, then followed his fingers with his mouth, his tongue tracing circles across her breast, around her areola and the hardened bud at its center. Heat pooled deep in her belly, and she threaded her fingers through his hair.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered hoarsely.
“Not a chance.” He laughed deep in his throat, then captured her mouth with his own, pressing himself against her, claiming every inch of her body with his own. Without breaking the kiss, Cole grasped her by the waist and lifted her to wrap her legs around him. Her skirt bunched up around her waist.
He snugged her against him, and she could feel the hard length of him straining against his jeans, pressing through the thin fabric of her panties. A shudder ran through him, and an answering one fluttered through her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned back barely far enough to look into his eyes. “Now,” she said, jerking her chin toward the suite’s bedroom.
“I don’t remember you being this bossy,” he said, but he smiled and kicked open the slightly ajar door, then settled her on the bed.
Reaching up, she ran her fingers through his hair, reveling in its silky texture. Cole turned his head and caught her thumb between his teeth, then licked it and kissed her palm. She ran the inside of her foot up the back of his leg, then wrapped her own leg around his waist, using it to pull him down closer to her.
Dancing his fingers down her stomach, he pulled her panties aside and slid his thumb against her. His fingertips were calloused from playing his guitar—as he brushed the rough edge against her, she gasped. With a grin, he slid his tongue down her stomach, tracing the same path his hands had taken. Nuzzling into her, he licked and sucked until she bucked against him and cried out, pleasure crashing over her in waves.
God. She had missed him even more than she realized.
And if right now was all she got—if he was going to move on to the next town, the
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