Stripped(75)
“Okay, guys, stay if you’d like, but I’ve got to go,” Abby said, looking at the clock and realizing class had ended five minutes ago. “Good work today.”
“Hi,” Chris said, giving her a peck as she walked over.
“You can do better than that,” she chided with a grin. “My students think you’re hot, so show them that you are.”
His brows went up with amusement as he reached for her. Abby inhaled sharply with surprise as he picked her up and pressed her into the brick wall. His eyes met hers for a second before he covered her mouth with his own, kissing her deeply. She wound her fingers into the waves of his hair. His mouth wandered from her mouth down her jaw to her neck.
“I’m sweaty,” she said self-consciously.
“You taste good,” he murmured. She gave a low moan, aroused by the feel of his hard body against hers.
“I want a turn!” one of the women from the class yelled. Abby laughed, and Chris kissed her again. It was a slow, lingering kiss that made her sorry when he pulled away.
“The girls are waiting in the front office to go bowling,” he said. “Justin’s meeting us there, so we’d better get going.”
“Okay,” Abby sighed. “Can we continue this later?”
“Of course. Nothing I like better than satisfying my wife. Maybe we should toss your pills, because getting my wife pregnant would be off the charts hot.”
“Already?”
“Not if you aren’t ready yet. But I am whenever you are.”
“Ready to get me pregnant or ready to have a baby?”
“Both. But I know you said you wanted to wait, and I respect that. And the girls may need more time to adjust to having me around and moving before we think about it.”
“They’ll love having a baby around. I’ll be ready soon. Let’s get the apartment finished and get moved first.”
Chris leaned his forehead against hers.
“I love you, Mrs. Reneau,” he said softly. “And I still love watching you pole dance, too.”
“You’re lucky I got over your initial rejection of me.”
“I never rejected you,” Chris said, laughing. “I’m glad it worked out the way it did, though. I wouldn’t have wanted us to start out that way. Your body’s not the best part of you, Abby. Not even close.”
Abby was gratified as she looked up at him and knew he was right. Hearing Chris say he loved her never got old. Her life was better than she had ever dreamed it would be. But she knew that it wasn’t Chris’ love that had freed her from her old life – it was finally learning to love herself. For the first time, she knew she was setting a good example for her sisters.
She smiled as she saw Audrey and Sara waiting anxiously by the door in her front office. Her students poured out the exit door and Abby switched off the lights. When she caught up with Chris, she reached for his hand, and as he grinned down at her, she wondered if the floaty, cloud-nine feeling would ever pass. She doubted it.