She poured the pasta back into the pot. “Mergers and acquisitions must really interest you.”
“Mergers especially.”
“What are you working on now or is it a secret—” The sound of a knock on her door brought her head around and her heart to her throat. “Sean?”
“Yes?”
She started to laugh and ran out to the living room. As she threw open the door, they both hung up their phones.
“What are you doing h—” She didn’t get a chance to finish the sentence.
Sean dropped a duffel bag and dragged her against him, picking her up as he kicked the door shut. His mouth came down on hers and his hands gripped her hips as he carried her across the room.
She held on to his shoulders, so lost in the kiss she barely noticed that he was laying her on the couch and undoing the buttons down the front of her shirt…and working on the waistband of her jeans.
“I’ve missed my Lizzie,” he growled as he peeled back one side of her bra. “Mmm…”
He closed his mouth on her nipple while he stripped off her Levi’s and her underwear. Then he moved down her body, his lips going to the inside of her thigh and working their way to the very core of her.
He gave her shimmering pleasure, and when she came back into herself, she opened her eyes slowly. Sean was standing above her sprawled, satiated body, ripping off his tie and doing away with his button-down shirt. His eyes burned as he took hold of his fine leather belt and worked the buckle—then his deft fingers went to his fly and there was the sound of a zipper being dragged down.
His trousers hit the floor and she saw his arousal pushing at the thin cotton of his boxers. But then they were gone, too, his naked power revealed. She sat up, drawn by the sight of him, and encircled him with her hand.
“Lizzie,” he moaned, his head falling back.
She worshipped him until he made her stop by pulling her head back with a shudder. As he went for the pocket of his suit, his breathing was harsh and sweat gleamed on his muscular chest. He covered himself and got on top of her.
“I need to apologize in advance,” he said with a rasp as he slipped inside.
After they both groaned, she mumbled, “For what?”
“I’m not going to last long.”
And he didn’t. But neither did she.
***
The next morning, Sean got up early and made Lizzie breakfast. He figured it was the least he could do considering the double shift she was going to pull today at the BMC emergency department.
As he fired up her coffee and got out a bowl and a spoon for her cereal, he listened to her moving around her bedroom…and realized this was probably why people got married.
Man, he loved this quiet morning peacefulness. Loved the idea he was helping her start her day. Loved the fact that when her work was done, she was going to come back and walk through the door and tell him how she’d spent the hours they’d been apart.
Domestic bliss indeed.
He put the milk carton next to the bowl and brought the box of corn flakes over from the cupboard. Not exactly eggs Benedict with hollandaise, but considering the time constraint and the fact that he only knew how to do hash-slinger stuff, she was more likely to enjoy the cereal.#p#分页标题#e#
“Chow’s on,” he called out.
She came right away and he poured the milk for her until she said when. Then he watched her eat. She was dressed in scrubs and not wearing makeup and her hair was all soft and blond and a little flyaway from the dryer.
To him she was the last word in female.
“So you’re starting to pack today?” she said as she sipped her coffee.
“Yup.” He leaned back with his own mug and studied the way the sunlight slanting through the kitchen window hit her cheeks and lips. He wished he had a photograph of her just as she was now, but he was going to have to rely on his memory.
“I’ll help you tomorrow,” she said.
“Thanks, but if you’re home, I’d rather be doing other things with you.” As she blushed, he tilted his head down and looked at her from under his brows. They hadn’t slept much during the night because he’d been all over her. After having spent a mere five days away, he’d been insatiable. “Have I mentioned that I can’t wait for you to get back tonight?” He reached out and brushed her cheek with his fingertips. “I want a repeat of how we spent last evening.”
She turned even redder and kissed his palm. “Sean…”
He smiled. “I love it when you blush.”