Razorblade Kisses(111)

Emery froze mid-kiss. “I came here like you don’t have a life, like you haven’t…” She’d come there hoping there wasn’t another girl that had taken her place. She came willing him to have waited for her return.

He lifted her up and started carrying her to his room in the back of the house. “We’ll chat later. Right now, I want you naked.”

“Wait, is anyone here?”

Tim set her on her feet in the middle of a bedroom and smiled. “No. I’m getting everything ready for them, though. I still have to get all the licenses and approval. We’re working on it.” He smiled again, with a dimple, and his eyes sparkled. He stepped closer to her.

He’d done all of this for her and she’d left him.

“Tim…” She stepped back, closer to the bed.

“Yes?” He kissed her lips gently.

“I’m sorry.”

He kissed her forehead. “I know.”

“I mean for everything, but especially for how I left things with us.”

“Shh. I don’t want to talk about that right now.” He put both thumbs on her jaw and made soothing circles. “I’d like to test out the bed in this place.”

Relief washed over her and a giggle bubbled out of her mouth as he dragged his lips over her neck and pulled on her ear. He picked her up and threw her unceremoniously on the king-sized bed.

“I’m not sure what I want to do first.” Tim tapped his temple like he was thinking about it. “I think I need a taste.”

In a second, he was pulling her shoes off and ripping her shorts down her legs. Heaven. This is what heaven must feel like.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“You have six months to make up for, so you may not be able to walk for a few weeks,” he warned.

She threw her head back at the first lick and felt everything as she lay back on the bed.

“You feel like home,” Tim mumbled. “I can’t wait…”

Then he was hovering over her and kissing her. As soon as they were joined, she sighed. “Oh, this is home.”