He rested his forehead on her shoulder very lightly before slowly pulling out of her and lying down beside her. He hated to withdraw so soon because he knew she loved it when he stayed inside her afterward, but he knew he’d be hard for her again inside of five minutes. Once was enough for her tonight. He didn’t want to regret the decision to make love to her later.
“Do you feel okay, angel? Any pain?” He stroked a hand over her
warm, bare hip. The warm, sated look in her languid eyes and the adoration on her face took his breath away.
“No, honey. I feel so good. You take such good care of me,” she
murmured in bliss.
“I was trying hard not to get carried away. You feel so good, and I missed making love to you so much,” he said with a heavy, satisfied sigh. “I
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feel like I can’t get close enough to you sometimes, even when I’m inside you.” He lifted her hand to kiss it. He moved the pillows back to the headboard and covered them both with the sheet and blanket then curled up to her. He traced his fingertips over her shoulders, arms, and throat, sending little shivers through her. When he told her he needed to clean up and get ready to go to The Pony for the evening, she nodded slightly.
“Do you feel all right?” He kissed her shoulder before rising from the bed and tucking the sheet and quilt around her.
“Mmm, yes. I feel good, just tired. Will you stay with me tonight?”
“Yes, angel. I’ll be home around one, I think. I’ll be thinking of you.”
“Wish I could come sit with you.”
“Your chair is waiting beside mine for when you’re all better.”
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Chapter Twenty-seven
Rachel lay in bed restless and wide-awake for several minutes. She picked up her cell phone and dialed Grace’s number. “Hello, Adam. It’s Rachel. Yep. I’m home now. Can Grace come over and play?”
Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang twice in quick succession, and Rachel opened the front door. Grace stood on the front porch, her arms full.
“I have microwave popcorn, chocolate truffles, Big Red, and movies!”
Rachel laughed and took the chocolate and DVDs from Grace and
closed the door after she entered.
“What time does Eli get home?”
“Sometime around one.”
Rachel watched as Grace slipped her cell phone from her pocket and pushed a button. “Mmm. Three handsome hunks on speed dial.” Grace put the little phone to her ear and waited then spoke in a soft, sexy voice.
“Baby? He’ll be home around one. Pick me up around twelve thirty? I love you so much, Adam. You spoil me rotten.” After a long pause, Grace blushed and chuckled suggestively. “You will? You are? Baby, the pleasure would be all mine,” she replied softly, her voice tender with love. “See you then. Thank you.” Grace ended the call, slipped the phone back in her pocket, and sighed dreamily.
“Did Adam drop you off?” Rachel asked, not sure what to think. Was that sweet or overprotective?
“Yes. He’s worried about me driving home by myself so late at night.
He’s going to come pick me up later,” she said in a dreamy, breathy voice.
“Overprotective much?” Rachel asked as they went into the kitchen and opened the popcorn and got out glasses.
“We’re not going home after he picks me up,” she replied in that same dreamy voice.
“Oh, yeah?” Rachel asked, her curiosity piqued. “Care to share?”
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“All I know is we aren’t going home till later. He’s planning a surprise for me.”
“Details later?”
“Maybe,” she replied softly, almost hesitantly. “Adam is special. They all are. He likes to plan surprises like this. He knows I love it when he does.
But something about the time I get alone with him is a little sacred, and I—
It’s not that I don’t want to share the details. It’s just—”
“Sacred. I totally get that,” Rachel finished for her. “You don’t have to tell me anything. I was watching you dance with him one night at The Pony.
He looks at you like you are the only woman in the world. He adores you in the truest sense of that word. I wouldn’t want you to feel obligated to share about your time with him. I don’t think I could if I were in your shoes. We have so much fun gabbing, but I don’t mean to intrude.”
Grace cracked open a Big Red with a smile. “Ready for a movie? Or do you want to talk about other stuff?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.
“Other stuff?”