Page 48 of Renewal After Dark

She smiled, recalling the nights of decadent pleasure in his arms. The memories came back to her in a rush of erotically charged moments that gave her more goose bumps and made her nipples tingle. They’d had sexthree timesthe night before. She’d never done that with anyone else.

“What’re you thinking about?”

His gruff morning voice had become her favorite thing to wake up to.

“You.”

“What about me?”

From behind her, he cupped her breast and ran his thumb over her tight nipple.

That was all it took to get her thinking about round four. Who was this person she became when he was around?

He’d told her she was the first woman who’d interested him since he’d lost his beloved wife to breast cancer a few years ago, and she was honored that he’d chosen her. Even blissed out on happiness, however, she worried about what came next. She’d read that the first relationship after a great loss usually failed. The thought of that happening to them made her ridiculously emotional.

She coughed on the lump that suddenly appeared in her throat whenever she wondered what would happen now that they’d gone from months of low-key flirtation to a full-on relationship or whatever this was.

“Hello in there. Are you going to tell me any specifics?”

“Just that you’re here, and how glad I am that you are.”

“Even if I messed with your sleep once again?”

“It was worth it.”

“I’m glad you think so.”

“Do you? Think it’s worth it?”

“Hell yes, I do. You can’t tell?” He pressed his hard cock against her back as he continued to toy with her nipple.

She loved how affectionate he was. That’d been a problem in her relationship with Ben, not that she was comparing them, because that wouldn’t be fair to Ben. She almost laughed out loud at the direction her thoughts had taken. She’d come to realize her ex-fiancé had done her a favor by calling off their wedding, as traumatic as that had been at the time.

After a week of intense passion with Jack, of counting the hours until they could be together again, she was at that weird point of wondering what it was, exactly, they were doing.

The night she’d gone after him, he’d told her he wanted everything with her, but was he ready for that?

Were they only about great sex? Or was it destined to be more? She hoped for the latter because she liked him a lot—even more so after becoming addicted to sleeping in his arms. She who hated being touched when she slept couldn’t get over that particular development.

Piper turned onto her back, tucking the covers in under her arms. The sun streaming into her room at the Sand & Surf made her feel naked in more ways than one.

Jack smiled at her, and damn, was he gorgeous with scruff on his face and his dark hair standing on end, probably from her pulling it. The memory of why she’d had cause to pull his hair had her face heating.

He ran a finger over her cheek. “You’re very cute in the morning when you’re having all sorts of naughty thoughts.”

“How do you know what I’m thinking?”

“Because I’m hoping you’re thinking the same thing I am.” He leaned in to kiss her. “And I’m thinking… Holy. Moly. What a night.”

“Oh, well…” She cleared her throat. “Yes, it was.”You sound so stupid, Piper. Why are you acting like a blushing recent ex-virgin in front of this guy?

He touched a finger to the furrow between her brows. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing. Just, you know… Wondering what it all means, as I tend to overthink everything.”

“Nothing wrong with that. If I could have anything I wanted, it’d be more time with you.” He kissed her again. “Lots more time with you.”

“Oh, okay. That sounds good.”

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