Page 88 of Choosing You

“That sounds like her. So where’s all your stuff?”

“In Hailey and Max’s garage. We already knew we weren’t going to fit all of it at your place, and Max volunteered the space so I wouldn’t have to pay for a storage unit.”

“That was very nice of them. I’ll have to thank them tomorrow too.” Then he grinned. “Any specific words I’m supposed to use when I see them?”

That made her laugh. “Um…no. Maybe just promise we won’t keep the stuff in there forever, and I’m sure they’ll be fine.”

“I can do that. But what about tonight? If all your stuff’s at your sister’s, won’t you need at least a suitcase or something?”

“I dropped one off before I went to the festival. It’s on your back porch since I didn’t have a key.”

“Holy crap! Why didn’t I ever give you a key?”

“Um…probably because there was never a reason to? Every time I was in town, we were together. It’s not a big deal. I just wanted to have something here so that once we got home, there wouldn’t be a reason to leave again until we were ready.”

They were only a few blocks from the house, but he pulled the car over.

“What’s the matter?”

“You said home,” he said gruffly.

“Well…yeah. That’s what we’ve been working for. I’m finally home.”

And damn, did it feel good to say those words out loud.

“I’m not gonna lie to you; I was feeling like it wasn’t going to happen. I was scared that all the delays and obstacles were going to convince you that you really wanted to stay in Florida.”

“Silly man.” Leaning over, she kissed his cheek. “Take me home and I’ll show you how much I missed you and how happy I am to be here.”

“Sloane…”

“I have on very naughty lingerie under this sexy nurse costume, so…”

The truck was instantly in gear, and they were moving, causing her to laugh the rest of the drive to the house.

As soon as Will parked in the driveway, he jumped out and ran around to the passenger side to get her. When he scooped her into his arms, she tried to tell him he didn’t need to do that, but she secretly loved it.

They awkwardly made it through the front door, and he slowly put her on her feet, letting her slide provocatively down his body. “Don’t move,” he said firmly before walking away.

“Will! What in the world?”

He came back a minute later with her suitcase, settling it next to the couch before coming back to stand in front of her. “Now, what’s this about naughty lingerie?” His hands were gripping her hips, and she had to admit she couldn’t wait for him to see what she had on.

And hopefully not for long.

Her costume was a white dress that zipped up the front, and slowly, she reached up and cupped her breasts as she whispered, “Are you sure you’re ready for it?”

All he did was nod.

With one hand, she unzipped the dress inch by inch. It wasn’t until it hit her waist that Will stopped her. His rough hands gently caressed the swell of her breasts as he peeled the fabric open to reveal the sheer white bra.

“Damn, Sloane. That is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured reverently.

“Yet,” she said silkily as she continued to unzip the dress the rest of the way, revealing the matching panties.

Slowly, almost achingly so, his knuckles skimmed their way from the valley between her breasts down to the apex of her thighs, making her shiver. His name was a breathless plea before he hauled her close.

“Had I known this was what you had on under that dress, we would have been home even sooner.”

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