Page 28 of Dream Girl
“At that last place your mom sent you to, they did that to you?” He growled a little.
“Yeah.” My voice went rough. My memories of Wes were getting stronger.
“I’m sorry.” He wrapped his arms around me.
It felt safe and comfortable as heat built between us once again.
“It’s not your fault. Or mine.” I looked up into his eyes.
“It still hurts to see you hurt, Peaches. It tears me up inside that they did that to you.”
His lips pressed to mine, and for a moment it was like in our dreams—the later ones when we’d been more than friends. He tasted of toothpaste, his lips soft, yet demanding, as he pulled me closer.
It felt so good, both familiar and comforting as my hands moved up his back.
Yes, this I remembered. Kissing him. Loving him. Being loved by him.
Hungry for more, I pulled him close, continuing our kiss. I felt him harden through his boxers, and heat seared me. All I had to do was drop the–
What was I thinking? He had a husband. We weren’t teenagers. I pulled away, guilt filling me.
“Um, thanks for the clothes. Shower’s all yours.” Grabbing the clothes out of his hand, my heart pounded as I walked into his room, putting the clothes on as I moved.
My face burned with mortification. What had I done? The last thing I wanted to do was hurt Evan. He’d taken me intohis homeand not minded that I was his husband’s ex. If anything, that made him even kinder. I also didn’t know him well enough to tell what was banter and what was serious.
“Grace, wait.” Wes followed me.
My heart continued to thud. “It’s fine. I won’t read into it. Um, I’m going to get some coffee.”
Oh, how I wanted to read into it. In some ways this felt so right, and I just wanted to accept it all. Accept him.
He wasn’t mine anymore. This wasn’t my world.
Before he could say anything else, I left. Eventually, Iwouldhave to go home–and that would break us both all over again.
Chapter Ten
Evan
Jett and Brennan sat at the kitchen table, talking quietly, drinking coffee, and having a moment.
“Hey, Love.” Brennan stood when he saw me. His arms wrapped around my waist when I came over to him.
“Hey yourself, Handsome.” I leaned into him and stole a kiss. “How’d last night go?”
“Yet another stupid party.” He shrugged, still holding me. “I got the scholarship for Rose set up. I’m happy to help, but please go easy for the rest of the month.” His family had a big foundation, and I made good use of it educating my baby omegas.
“I’ll try. Hey, Hot Stuff.” I gave Jett a kiss.
“Good morning. How’s Peaches?” Jett asked as I got myself a cup of coffee.
Brennan looked around. “Where is she?”
“It was a little rough last night; concussions are a bitch. She’s upstairs with Wes.” I added milk and sugar to my cup.
Brennan’s eyebrows rose. “You left her with Wes?”
“Yeah.” I took a long drink of coffee. That was exactly what she needed right now. It was evident in the way she reacted to him. She washis.I had no urge to fight that; there was enough of Wes to go around.
