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“Bodie, I . . .”
“Shh. I don’t want to hear you being so hard on yourself. You can’t even see how important you’ve been to the town, to the people who put their faith in you, to . . .”
“To what?”
“To me.”
My cheeks tingled. He had to be able to feel the heat radiating from my face onto his chest. I pulled my head back and tilted it up in the direction of his. Darkness shrouded the room but I could make out the outline of his chin by the sliver of light that came through a crack in the curtains.
“What do you mean?” I whispered, my heart stalling while I waited for a response.
His hand came up to cup the back of my head. “You’re special, Lacey.”
“Special as in I require major adult supervision, or—” His lips sought mine, cutting off my self-deprecating remark. Heat exploded inside my chest, rocketing through my veins, igniting every nerve ending I had and some I hadn’t been aware of before.
His mouth on mine was so much better than the almost-kiss we’d shared at the warehouse. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it for weeks. I wrapped my arms around hisbroad shoulders, clinging to him as his kiss took me soaring, like climbing to the top of that wooden roller coaster I used to love as a kid.
He pulled back first. “I’m so sorry. That was out of line, I?—”
I got to my knees, meeting his mouth with mine again. My tongue played along the seam of his lips, testing, tasting. His hands roamed my back, tangled in my hair. I’d imagined how it would feel to have Bodie’s lips on mine so many times over the years. Tonight far exceeded my expectations. My hands danced over the curve of his shoulders, hard biceps, the contours of his back. His skin was smooth under my touch. So much better than what my limited imagination had been able to conjure.
The darkness provided a layer of safety. Tomorrow I’d have to face him and the repercussions. But tonight, tonight everything I needed, everything I wanted, was right there in front of me.
I wrapped my arms tight around his shoulders and pulled him down next to me on the bed.
CHAPTER 25
BODIE
Thoughtsthat I should put on the brakes, slow things down, get my hands and my lips off Luke’s little sister rattled at the edges of my brain. Then she pulled me down next to her and my brain became incapable of any rational thoughts.
My hands roamed over her curves, so eager to feel her, to memorize the contours of her body. Her mouth matched mine, kiss for kiss, never letting up. She was vulnerable. She didn’t know what she was doing. She would regret it in the morning.
It took everything I had to break contact. “Lacey, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
She didn’t say anything for a long moment. “Because you didn’t want to? I don’t want you feeling sorry for me.”
“No.” Did she think I’d kissed her out of pity? The thought made me want to pull her tight against me and not let up. “I’m sorry because that came out of nowhere. I don’t want to take advantage of you when you’re feeling down, when you’re vulnerable.”
She let out a quiet laugh. “You silly, silly man. The only thing I’m sorry about is that you didn’t do that a long time ago.”
My breath caught. “What?”
Her fingers played with the hair at the nape of my neck, making a shiver roll through me. “Can we talk about this tomorrow? I don’t want to talk anymore tonight.”
“Sure.” I took her hands in mine and brought them to my lips. “You get a good night’s sleep and we’ll chat in the morning.”
“Are you really that dense?”
“What?”
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and brought her head close to mine. Her lips grazed my cheek, trailing kisses down to my chin then up the other side. I resisted the impulse to clamp my hands to her waist, waiting to see what she would do next.
“I don’t want to get a good night’s sleep.” Her breath blew across my ear.
“What do you want, then?”
She nibbled on my earlobe, sucking it into her mouth before running her tongue along the shell of my ear. Need, pure raw need, shot through me.
