Page 33 of Just Another Chance

Welcoming him home.

“Yesss,” I cry. Nothing else feels like Tanner when he’s inside me. It’s indescribable.

With a grunt, he thrusts all the way to the hilt, and I wrap my legs around him. Our hips begin to rock, moving faster, falling into an easy rhythm that only the two of us know. And, oh, God, it feels so good. He knows exactly where to hit, and my breath catches when his fingers drop between our bodies and start rubbing with exactly the right amount of pressure.

He knows my body too well and he remembers what pushes me over the edge.

It doesn’t take long before I feel the orgasm building, fast and hard. A moment later, everything tightens in the most delicious way and, above me, Tanner groans long and hard. I cry out, dragging my nails down his back and over his firm ass. Pleasure rolls through me as my entire body quakes then fractures.

My whole world tilts and I fall back against the pillows, breathing hard. Tanner drops down beside me and I turn my head, looking over at him. Once again, our gazes lock and I know that I will never be able to live without him again. From this point forward, it’s the two of us.

Well, the three of us.

I pull in a deep breath, debating on how to spill my news. But, again, I decide it’s not the right time.Soon, though.It’s also getting late and, despite Heather’s offer to spend the night, I need to go home and be with Owen.

After drowning in Tanner’s hazel eyes for another couple of minutes, I sit up and wonder how I’m going to get out of here without raising his suspicions. He slips out of bed to get rid of the protection and while he’s gone, I get out of bed and throw my clothes back on. When he returns and sees me up and dressed, he stops short, a surprised look on his face.

“You’re leaving?” he asks.

The hurt and disappointment in his voice fill me with guilt. “I don’t want to,” I quickly say. “But I have to get up early and help Kayla with something.” I hate having to tell him the little white lie, but what else can I do? Blurt out that we have a son? No, it’s better to wait before dropping that bomb.

“But you just got here,” he argues and moves closer.

I hate hurting his feelings, but I have to go back to Owen. “Tanner, I promise that we will have more nights together like this. We have so much time to make up for.” I lay a hand against his stubbled cheek.

“Addie, please don’t go.” He covers my hand with his, then drags it forward and kisses my palm.

The seductive kiss nearly convinces me to stay, and I let out a soft whimper. Saying no to Tanner is killing me because all I want to do is spend the rest of the night in his bed. “I’m sorry,” I whisper. “But I can come back over tomorrow afternoon.”

His eyes flick back and forth, studying me closely. “Okay,” he finally relents and reluctantly releases my hand. With a small sigh, he pulls me up against his hard, muscled, oh-so-naked body and kisses me deeply.

My freaking toes curl and I swear I’ve soaked through my panties all over again. I pull back with a gasp and stare into his mesmerizing green eyes flecked with gold. Instead of saying I love you like I’m dying to do, I bite my lower lip and hold it in no matter how much it kills me.

“Until tomorrow,” he murmurs. He gets dressed then walks me down to his car and drives me home. When we get to my apartment, he starts to get out, but I grab his arm.

“You don’t need to walk me up. It’s fine,” I say.

“At least let me walk you to your door.”

I give a little nod and my nerves kick in. Owen is right upstairs and I’m dying to tell Tanner. At the same time, I’m absolutely terrified of his reaction. Will he hate me for keeping such a big, life-altering secret from him? God, I hope not. I only did it because I thought he wanted to be with someone else. That he wanted me out of his life.

Tanner lowers his head and kisses me again. It grows urgent and heated fast, and after a moment too long, I pull away, breathing hard. I can’t invite him up. Not yet anyway.

“Goodnight, Tanner,” I say and take a wobbly step back.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he murmurs, toying with a lock of my hair.

Nodding, I open my door and give him a final smile. “I look forward to it,” I reassure him.

“Dream of me,” he murmurs.

“I always do,” I say and heat snaps through his hazel eyes. With one final smile, I disappear inside my building, heart pounding so hard it feels like it’s going to burst from my chest.

What starts out as one hot night quickly turns into a torrid affair. When I’m not working, I’m with Tanner and we’re getting it on anywhere and everywhere. He still stops by the flower shop every day at 2pm, but instead of eating, we go back to his place and have 30 minutes of hot sex. Then on the weekends, I spend the afternoon at his loft, and we get it on like bunnies until we’re so exhausted neither of us can see straight.

It’s all fine for a couple of weeks, but I know he’s getting curious about why I never invite him over to my place. I still haven’t worked up the courage to tell him about Owen. Everything has been so crazy perfect between us, and I’m scared to death that I’m going to mess it up somehow.

I’m also feeling guilty because Kayla and Heather have been babysitting extra and I haven’t spent as much time with Owen as usual because I’m also splitting my time with Tanner.

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