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His finger continued its line to the strap of my bra, where it slid beneath it and coaxed it off my shoulder. All the nerve endings in my body sang with pleasure. “Is talking about my sister turning you off?”
He laughed. “It normally would, but you lying here in justyour bra is having a counteractive effect on the words coming out of your mouth.”
“Good.” My eyes roamed down his strong arms, then I ran a hand along the smattering of hair across his toned chest. “I missed you. I missed this.”
He took me by the hip and turned me flush with his body. “Me too.”
“I can tell,” I said, pressing myself even tighter against him.
“Margot?” He undid the hooks at the back of my bra and I maneuvered it off my body and tossed it to the floor.
“Yes?” I asked.
“Are we going to be okay? Is this okay?”
I nodded. My chest was warm against his.
“Because I want you.” His hands explored me with the words, sliding along the sides of my breasts to my waist, pausing at the sensitive spot just below my hip bone and gripping me there.
“Well then take me,” I said.
In a fluid motion, he rolled me to my back, his body resting on top of me. The weight of him sent a thrill through me that settled and throbbed between my legs. His mouth, soft and urgent, explored every inch of me. And as I held on to him, I knew I’d made the right choice. That we really would be okay. More than okay. Perfect.
CHAPTER 40
“I don’t want to do this,” Oliver said. We sat in the car in front of my parents’ house the following weekend. We were here for a family dinner, my sister already inside. Neutral ground, I had thought. But maybe he’d been here before. Maybe this wasn’t as neutral as I’d planned.
I took his hand in mine and smiled. “Too bad. This is your penance.”
“This feels like revenge, not penance.”
“Oliver, she’s going to be part of our lives forever. If you can’t accept that, then…” I wasn’t sure how to finish that sentence. I wasn’t trying to give an ultimatum, but this was my family and he was my boyfriend and I needed them to get along. I needed it so badly.
“No, I can. Look at me,” he said, and I turned away from studying the front porch out the side window to looking at his soft brown eyes. “I can. I’m just whining. The first meeting will be awkward. It will be better after this.”
“Promise?” I asked, because nowIwas wondering if thiswas a good idea. Maybe it was too soon. Maybe I should’ve waited until I’d been able to talk to my sister face-to-face. We’d only had a phone conversation where I’d informed her that I actuallywasgoing to date Oliver, in fact already was, because she had no claim on him.
I couldn’t see her face, so I wasn’t sure if she really meant it when she said, “You’re right and I’m happy for you.”
“They do know I’m coming, right?” Oliver asked now from where we both still firmly sat in our seats, no attempt to open our respective doors at all.
“Yes, they do. I’m notthatcruel.”
“Bill and…?”
“Jennifer,” I said, providing my parents’ names. “And Audrey is married to Chase and their kids are Jack and Samuel.”
“Okay, got it.”
“How are you when meeting families?” I asked him.
“Under normal circumstances, I am a dream.”
I snorted. “I bet parents love you.”
“I’ve only met one set.”
“So youhaven’tbeen here before,” I said.
