The Only One for Me(31)

He took his time and caressed, kissed and lavished every part of her body with attention. For the next couple of hours he studied her like he needed to pass an exam. He wanted to find her spot. What turned her on? What turned her off? What drove her absolutely crazy? And what made her cry.

She shivered when he kissed the scar from her broken leg. He pulled a condom from its box in his nightstand drawer. Although he told Corra they had all night, he couldn’t wait any longer. His body trembled as he leaned over her. Her lips were parted, and her eyes soft and hungry with desire told him she needed him. She wrapped her legs around his body.

“Make love to me, Chris,” she whispered.

He quenched his thirst for her all night long.





Chapter 15

After spending Friday night and Saturday morning with Chris, Corra was all smiles at Jamie’s baseball game on Sunday afternoon. She wanted to invite Chris to the game, but he had plans with his father. She missed him already. As she watched the kids run the bases, she could feel Chris’s mouth on her breasts and his hands exploring her body. He touched and caressed her in ways that reignited passion she’d suppressed for so long.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t hear Tayler calling her name until she waved her hand in front of Corra’s face.

“Earth to Corra. Are you in there? Or, are you still with Chris?”

Corra shook her head. “I’m sorry, I was lost in my thoughts. I’ve got so much going on.”

“Umm-hum, sure you do. Where’s your man this afternoon?”

Corra smiled at how nice that sounded. Where was her man? “With his father. He said he’ll try to make it next Sunday.”

“So how do the kids like him?”

“They think he’s the greatest. Jamie’s in love with his car.”

Tayler laughed. “That boy loves cars almost as much as baseball. He keeps asking if he can drive my car.”

A man walking alongside the baseball field caught Corra’s attention. Just inside the fence, Rollin threw Jamie a few pitches, helping him warm up. Something they did every Sunday. Jamie was all suited up in his blue-and-white uniform and baseball cap. Corra stood up as the man walked around the fence and she realized who it was. Eric.

“What is it?” Tayler asked, as she stood next to Corra shielding her eyes from the sun.

“What the hell is he doing here?” Corra had not invited Eric to the game.

“Who is he?” Tayler asked.

“It’s Eric.”

“Eric, as in the kids’ father?”

“Yes,”

“He’s back from California? When did that happen?”

Corra picked up her purse. She did not want Eric on the field with Jamie. “I’ll be right back.”

She left Tayler in the stands and headed for the field. By the time she reached them, Rollin and Eric had shook hands and Eric was showing Jamie how to hold his mitt and undoubtedly giving him some baseball tips.

Rollin caught Corra’s eyes before she walked up and frowned. He didn’t like Eric either.

“What are you doing here?” she asked Eric.

“There you go, buddy, you’ve got it.” He’d taken over playing catch from Rollin. “I’m giving my son a few pointers. You don’t mind, do you, Rollin?”

Rollin shook his head. “Not at all. You plan on sticking around for the game?”

Jamie chimed in. “Yeah, Daddy, you gonna stay and watch me play?”

Eric walked over and fussed with Jamie’s cap. “I most certainly am. Let’s get a little more practice in before the game. Come on.”

Corra and Rollin rejoined Tayler in the stands.

“Why didn’t you tell me he was back?” Rollin asked.

Corra shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“Does Chris know?”

She shook her head. “Not that I know of. I know he doesn’t like him, but Eric’s their father so he’s always going to be a part of their lives.”

“I hope Eric’s not setting them up for a letdown. And if I was you I’d tell Chris.”

As the captain called his team in to get ready to start the game, Eric found his way to the stands. Corra thought he was about to bring his trifling self up there with them, but he stopped short and sat next to a man she now recognized as his old buddy, Dickie. The guy she banned from coming to the house when the kids were small. He was trouble on two legs.

Corra couldn’t even enjoy the game. Every time Jamie was up to bat Eric stood up clapping and acting like the proud father. Rollin was the reason for Jamie’s baseball skills, not Eric. She tried to ignore him and keep her focus on Jamie and Katie who sat at the end of the bench with one of her little friends. She smiled as they laughed and talked like two old women. Katie had an old, gentle soul.