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“I want you to be honest with me, Sandi. I haven’t shown this to anyone yet. I’m so nervous. I want it to be perfect for him.”
“Okay. Start it up; I’m ready to critique.” She reached for her iced tea and sat back.
When it was over, Sandi’s eyes were bright with moisture. “Wow, Joci…that’s beautiful.”
Joci smiled at her and grabbed her best friend’s hand.
“It’s going to be a surprise for tomorrow night. He doesn’t even know I have the pictures.”
Sandi’s eyes got big, and she raised her eyebrows. “Oh. My. God. I would love to see the look on his face when he sees this. It’s really fantastic, Joci. You’re great at all this stuff. Now let’s talk about the wedding.”
They planned and talked all through lunch. Just four weeks away now. According to the Farmer’s Almanac, the trees were going to turn colors early this year because there had been a drought last year.
“After lunch, I’m going shopping for a dress for tomorrow night. Do you want to join me? We can do some preliminary wedding shopping for you and Jackie, too.”
That evening, Joci and Jeremiah stayed home. Lying on the sofa, wrapped up in each other, listening to music, they heard someone in the garage around eight o’clock, and Jeremiah jumped up. “Stay put until I know what’s going on.” She smiled at her alpha fiancé, but worry creased her brow.
Soon she heard JT, Ryder, and Gunnar laughing. And apparently, they had been drinking.
“You boys scared the shit out of us,” she heard Jeremiah admonish. “Come on in. Mom’s in the living room.”
They sat around for the remainder of the evening. She and Jeremiah giggled at the boys’ goofy antics. Then, she made them spend the night because they didn’t want them driving after they had been drinking.
As she slipped into bed, she giggled. “You know, they’re all cute together. I can see why the girls were paying attention to them in Milwaukee. What a handsome group of boys we have.”
He chuckled. “Yeah. Good boys, too. They work hard, they’re polite, smart, and loving. We’re lucky, yeah?”
“Yeah,” she sighed.
Chapter 33
Joci closed her eyes as the warm water caressed her body. She took a long nap again today. Seemed to be a habit lately. Her body was achy, and she’d not felt like herself for a few days. All this bullshit in her life was messing with her physically as well as emotionally. She needed to get herself in a place where she could handle the baggage that seemed to follow Jeremiah. One thing she knew for sure, however, he was worth it. Her thoughts and the water washing away her worries caused her to moan as relief swirled down the drain.
“I love listening to you moan, but usually, I’m inside of you somewhere.”
She opened her eyes and smiled at the strong, virile man standing before her. A smile parted her lips. “I vaguely remember something like that.”
“Vaguely?” He stepped farther into the shower and wrapped his hands around hers. Slowly, he lifted her hands and kissed the back of each before pulling them up over her head. He pushed his body against hers and backed her up against the shower wall. His eyes blazed with sexual tension as he hooked her hands over the ledge in the wall above her head. “Keep your hands up there on the ledge. Don’t let go. Okay?”
Looking into those green eyes she loved so much, she whispered, “Yeah.”
He bowed his head and lightly pressed his lips to hers. His palms slid down her body, stopping at her breasts. He gently squeezed, then his hands continued their descent. His palms gliding easily over her wet skin, he cupped her ass and pulled her into his erection.
“You are my everything, Jocelyn James. You are the air I breathe. You’re the food that sustains me. You’re the liquid that quenches me. My heart beats for you.”
She whispered, “Jeremiah.”
Sliding his right palm along her thigh, he lifted her leg and pulled it around his waist.
“Don’t let go, baby.” Feather-light kisses rained down across Joci’s forehead, her cheeks, and across her lips as his rigid length slid inside of her.
“Oh.”
Holding her bottom in his hands, he began driving into her.
She hung on to the ledge with all her might. She wanted nothing more than to wrap her arms around his shoulders and hold him tightly to her. Her orgasm built like a tsunami, rolling in fast and furious. The leg she stood on began to shake.
“Jeremiah…please.”
