Page 66 of Imperfections Forbidden
“If there’s a choice to be made between spending bonding time with me and his newborn child or spending time with you to reassure you that you come first in his life, what do you think he’s going to do?You already know, of course; he’s going to spend time with me and his child.Let me paint a clear picture for you, I’ll be breast feeding our child in the crook of my arms while he watches tenderly as I take care of his son.Don’t be a fool.You will not come first in his life, you already know that.”
I hate her right now.I feel sorry for this baby and Nick.“Good night, Kate.”
“Good night, Aunty Cat.”
Aunty Cat, my ass.She’s going to use this baby to try to manipulate Nick every chance she gets.
I takethe elevator up to our apartment.I’m ready to dive into my bed and throw the covers over my head.Kate was a bitch, and my mother was her usual disapproving self.Nick barely spoke to me.What was I expecting?I told him we should be friends.I thought there was a moment between us, though, when I looked into his eyes.If there was, it’s not like we could act on it.It’s better this way; that we stay apart.
I push my key in the door and turn on the light.I stop, and my heart beats wildly in my chest.He’s sitting in a chair looking directly at me.Stepping inside I close the door behind me.What is he doing here?I lean against the door and watch him stand up.His tie and jacket are off, lying on the back of the couch.His midnight black hair is a sexy mess.He’s barefoot, and his shirt is pulled out of his pants, looking nothing like the well-groomed, sophisticated man I saw an hour ago.If it’s possible, he’s even sexier.I push myself off the door and walk to him.We meet in front of the fireplace on Ava’s fluffy white sheepskin rug.I look up at him but I don’t have far to look with the gold stilettos I have on.
“How did you get in?”I ask quietly, still a little stunned at seeing him here.
“I have a key for emergencies.Ava gave it to me before she left.”
“Of course she would.Is there an emergency?”
“Yes.”
“What is it?”
“I missed you,” he says with all seriousness.
“How do you know I won’t tell you to leave?”
“I’m taking a chance; I’m guessing you missed me as much as I missed you.Did you?”
I should lie to him and tell him to leave, for both our sakes.I can’t do that.One night—I need one night.One more night won’t hurt.I need this.I need him.
“I missed you too.”
He looks down into my eyes, and all I see is heat and want, the things I want to do to him and the things I want him to do to me.
“I watched you all night in this dress.”He runs his finger down the front of my dress.“The view from the front is spectacular.The view from the back is even better.”
“Is it?”
“I would say so.The only drawback was I wasn’t the only one enjoying it.”
“That’s not a problem now.I can guarantee you will be the only one enjoying the spectacular view and much more, from the front and the back.”
“Thank God for that.”
“Thank God.”
His lips touch mine, and the warmth from them runs through me, heating me from inside out.His large, muscular arms go around me and mine twine around his neck.This is what I’ve needed.This is wrong, but it feels so good.My fingers run through his hair, and I kiss him with all the weeks of longing pent up inside me.He moves his head back, and I move forward to try to kiss him again.
He looks at my hair and shakes his head.
“What?”I say breathlessly.
“This looks very nice.Take it out.I want to see you the way I’ve always seen you when I see you in my bed with your legs wrapped around me.”
I take my hands from around him and, as fast as I can, I pull the pins out one by one.I watch him walk around me and place little wet kisses along the back of my neck.I sigh at the feel of his lips against my heated skin and bite the corner of my lip.My hair falls down around me, and he brushes it to the side.His rock-hard body presses up against my back, and his large hands run down the sides of my arms, intertwining his fingers through mine.Holding on tight, I try to steady my breathing and the need rising in me.Placing a kiss on my shoulder, he licks around the edges of my dress, driving me crazy.His low husky voice floats up to my ear.
“Can I take this off?”
In a low hoarse whisper I say, “Yes.”
