Page 69 of Your Soul to Keep

Everything was exactly how I left it.

Tiny wooden FUCKS scattered across the desk from my last effort, an easy one that didn’t trigger my feelings of loss.

The real challenge lay in the chest of drawers. Silky threads in every shade of the rainbow lined up on display. Metallics, mattes, and satins.

My needles, anchored in velvet, gathered dust in a basket.

The open storage beside the chest held silks, satins, cottons, and velvets in jewel tones and pastels. My favorites.

I ran my hand across a sweet print fit for a baby princess.

I snatched my hand back at the thought and backed out of the room.

An hour later, I crossed Sage Ridge’s town line. My first stop? Lunch with the girls. Top of the itinerary was the final touches for Nadine’s shower.

I comforted myself with the knowledge I got to see Gabe afterward.

He worked a shift at the firehouse the night before and needed to sleep a few hours before heading to his parents’ house for Sunday dinner.

To which I’d been invited.

He met me at the door in worn pajama pants, slung low on his lean hips, a cup of coffee in his hand.

“Hey,” he greeted me, his voice warm and groggy.

“Hey,” I replied softly, going up on my toes to give him a kiss.

“I wish I could take that further,” he murmured, “but we have to get moving.”

Taking my hand, he tugged me into the kitchen. “How about I pour you a coffee and you share your sexy bucket list with me?”

“How do you know I wrote one?”

He slanted me a glance. “Did you?”

I huffed out a laugh.

He set my coffee down in front of me then held out his hand for my phone. “Let’s have it.”

I leaned forward, scanning the list, seeing it through his eyes.

Sexual bucket list:

Sleepy sex – check??

Drunk sex

Rough sex

Up against the wall sex – check!!!

Shower sex

BJ on my knees

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Reverse cowgirl

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