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he whispered, placing gentle kisses on her neck and shoulders.
“So are you.” Her flushed face almost had him ready to start again.
Easing himself down to lie beside her, he ran his fingers across her jaw and through her hair.
“Now I am definitely glad you’ve had plenty of practice,” she joked.
His expression was serious and pensive when his eyes lifted to meet hers, and he didn’t speak for several moments. She wondered if she had offended him.
“Practice has nothing to do with what we just shared. I have never felt like this in another woman’s arms. I hope my past won’t ever come between us. Just because I’ve been with a lot of women doesn’t make you any less important to me.”
“I’m sorry, that was a lame joke. I didn’t mean to offend you.” She brought her hand to his face, hoping to ease the discomfort and hurt she saw there. “I was simply stating how good you are and that the rumors are true.” She grinned but the tension didn’t leave his expression. Isabelle chastised herself for making light of the situation again.
“I have never made love to anyone like I just made love to you.” His tone sounded injured and she kicked herself internally.
“I was worried that I wouldn’t compare. I’m not very experienced.”
“It has nothing to do with experience but the feelings involved. Tonight I have discovered when they are there, it is a whole lot better on a totally different level. I went through the motions before but never felt anything when I did. Let’s never mention the past again. It’s all about the future now.”
“Sounds good to me,” she replied , easing him back and sitting astride him. “I think now though it’s my turn.”
* * *
In the early hours of the morning Mitch woke and watched the moonlight dance across her skin as it glowed through the window. It occurred to him that he’d never slept with a woman in his bed before; he’d always gone to them. Perhaps he sought to bed his conquests elsewhere because deep down he hadn’t wanted to taint his bed for the right woman. Now here she was lying beside him where she belonged. He was astounded but thrilled that after three days with Isabelle he was in love with her. In the past he’d never contemplated that it was possible to fall in love so quickly even though his brother assured him that you could. Mitch had never believed it until this moment.
Her eyes fluttered , then opened, and she spoke with her voice full of sleep. “Hey, gorgeous, what you doing?”
“Wondering how I got so lucky.”
She flashed the smile he adored. “Being charming will continue to bring you that luck.”
“I hope so,” he said with a grin.
Kissing her ardently, he made love to her unhurriedly, his eyes not leaving hers. They fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms, contented with the world.
***
Light poured into the bedroom window, waking Isabelle. She rolled over to find she was alone. For a moment she panicked and then with a giggle realized it was his house and he couldn’t run out on her here as she feared.
After dressing, she wandered down the stairs to locate the man she now knew she was completely in love with. Music and singing greeted her on the stairs and she followed the sound to the kitchen. His voice was deep and out of tune and she was delighted by the sight that greeted her. Wearing shorts and nothing else, he cooked bacon and eggs on the stove.
“I could get used to this,” she said as she strolled into the kitchen.
“Oh,” he said twisting around to smile at her. “You scared me. I didn’t hear you come in. How did you sleep?”
“You know the answer to that,” she said giving him a contented smile. “I thought you didn’t cook.”
“I don’t usually, well not much more than toast and coffee , but I’m a changed man. My brother, Jared, is the chef in the family but I don’t do too bad when I give it a go.” His crooked grin sent her pulse into a frenzy.
“Well
“So are you.” Her flushed face almost had him ready to start again.
Easing himself down to lie beside her, he ran his fingers across her jaw and through her hair.
“Now I am definitely glad you’ve had plenty of practice,” she joked.
His expression was serious and pensive when his eyes lifted to meet hers, and he didn’t speak for several moments. She wondered if she had offended him.
“Practice has nothing to do with what we just shared. I have never felt like this in another woman’s arms. I hope my past won’t ever come between us. Just because I’ve been with a lot of women doesn’t make you any less important to me.”
“I’m sorry, that was a lame joke. I didn’t mean to offend you.” She brought her hand to his face, hoping to ease the discomfort and hurt she saw there. “I was simply stating how good you are and that the rumors are true.” She grinned but the tension didn’t leave his expression. Isabelle chastised herself for making light of the situation again.
“I have never made love to anyone like I just made love to you.” His tone sounded injured and she kicked herself internally.
“I was worried that I wouldn’t compare. I’m not very experienced.”
“It has nothing to do with experience but the feelings involved. Tonight I have discovered when they are there, it is a whole lot better on a totally different level. I went through the motions before but never felt anything when I did. Let’s never mention the past again. It’s all about the future now.”
“Sounds good to me,” she replied , easing him back and sitting astride him. “I think now though it’s my turn.”
* * *
In the early hours of the morning Mitch woke and watched the moonlight dance across her skin as it glowed through the window. It occurred to him that he’d never slept with a woman in his bed before; he’d always gone to them. Perhaps he sought to bed his conquests elsewhere because deep down he hadn’t wanted to taint his bed for the right woman. Now here she was lying beside him where she belonged. He was astounded but thrilled that after three days with Isabelle he was in love with her. In the past he’d never contemplated that it was possible to fall in love so quickly even though his brother assured him that you could. Mitch had never believed it until this moment.
Her eyes fluttered , then opened, and she spoke with her voice full of sleep. “Hey, gorgeous, what you doing?”
“Wondering how I got so lucky.”
She flashed the smile he adored. “Being charming will continue to bring you that luck.”
“I hope so,” he said with a grin.
Kissing her ardently, he made love to her unhurriedly, his eyes not leaving hers. They fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms, contented with the world.
***
Light poured into the bedroom window, waking Isabelle. She rolled over to find she was alone. For a moment she panicked and then with a giggle realized it was his house and he couldn’t run out on her here as she feared.
After dressing, she wandered down the stairs to locate the man she now knew she was completely in love with. Music and singing greeted her on the stairs and she followed the sound to the kitchen. His voice was deep and out of tune and she was delighted by the sight that greeted her. Wearing shorts and nothing else, he cooked bacon and eggs on the stove.
“I could get used to this,” she said as she strolled into the kitchen.
“Oh,” he said twisting around to smile at her. “You scared me. I didn’t hear you come in. How did you sleep?”
“You know the answer to that,” she said giving him a contented smile. “I thought you didn’t cook.”
“I don’t usually, well not much more than toast and coffee , but I’m a changed man. My brother, Jared, is the chef in the family but I don’t do too bad when I give it a go.” His crooked grin sent her pulse into a frenzy.
“Well
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