Page 41 of Come Home to Me

Accepts it.

And beyond that, I see the same thing in him. Acceptance of who I am. Gratitude for…me. I can’t imagine what I’ve brought him that he didn’t already have, but I can’t question it. Not now. Not when he’s right here in front of me, his face filled with emotion, his eyes filled with heat.

I cup his face.

Run a finger along his stubble, the sound scratching through the space between us. I memorize the moment, the strong lines of his cheeks and jaw. His long nose. Those expressive eyes. The light diffused by the blinds, making the living room dim and dusky.

I kiss him and sigh. The answer to everything is right here. Right now. Though I don’t understand the question and the thought diffuses like smoke, thinning, ever more nebulous until it’s gone.

All I know is his lips against mine. His hands in my hair. The firm tug as he wraps my dark locks around his fist. My gasp fills the space as he trails kisses down my jaw, devouring me, consuming me.

He squeezes my breasts, desperation in his touch, then yanks my shirt over my head and buries his face in them. Licking. Biting. Sucking.

I dig my fingers into his hair and close my eyes. Whatever this is between us, it will change me.

It has changed me.

I’m not the same Sarah I was when I left Ohio. I’m new. I’m better. I’m growing.

His fingers work the zipper on my skirt and I shimmy it off my hips. His touch leaves electricity in its wake. Glowing trails of him along my skin. It sinks into me, his essence becoming mine, and I realize that I truly don’t deserve him. Frank Wilde is so much better than me, so much more than I ever have been.

I watch as his fingers work at the buttons at his wrist. Then as he moves to the buttons along his torso. He slides the shirt off his shoulders, then removes his undershirt. His pants. His briefs.

His cock strains toward me and I make a silent promise as he helps me to my feet and guides me into the bedroom.

I will be a better person for him.

I will be the kind of woman who deserves a man like this.

I’ll go home and face whatever problems I have waiting for me there, but when I come back, I’ll earn myself a place in Frank’s heart.

Heaven knows he’s already earned a place in mine.

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