needed
to be an early night, and he needed to get her home. “Come on,
let’s go.”
She frowned at him in question.
“Where are we going?”
“ Your place. I just won
three grand. I think that’s a big enough taking for one night.”
Punctuating each statement with a kiss, he continued, “I want
to take you home. And take you to bed. And make love to you. Until
neither one of us has the strength to lift a finger.”
Just the thought made everything
inside Valerie clench and cry out for Tyler’s touch, and she
wasn’t about to argue. Letting him guide her to where he’d
left the car with an arm securely fastened around her waist, she
leaned into him, drowning herself in the scent of his aftershave and
realizing that, at least for now, she would get to fall asleep and
wake up with that smell and the feel of his warm, luscious body next
to hers.
If it were her choice, they’d
probably spend the next week in bed, testing every position
imaginable, tasting every inch of each other, but then again, she had
to get to work, and she didn’t want to distract Tyler from the
job hunt either. She had no idea what direction he intended to go,
but Valerie had a few ideas of her own about that.
In the meantime, she’d take
what she could get, and it was Friday night. They had all weekend to
explore each other’s bodies. And they would start tonight.
* * *
Three months later…
Groaning and stretching as the
alarm went off, Valerie rolled over and kissed Tyler on the cheek.
“Hey, working man, it’s time for you to get up, too.”
Tyler grumbled as he threw back
the covers and rolled to a sitting position, rubbing his eyes. In all
honesty, he didn’t really need a day job. He was making more
than enough money racing, and he was hoping that the audition with
the minor league hockey team this weekend would go well. However, he
had no way to account for his earnings legally, and so he figured
this was the easiest way.
While Tyler wasn’t exactly
excited at the prospect of being a lawyer, he also knew that hockey
and racing weren’t things he could count on forever, and as he
started to age, he’d need something to fall back on.
He stood, walked around the bed,
and kissed Valerie as she, too, sat up and stuffed her feet into her
slippers, then headed to the kitchen to brew some coffee. He heard
the shower start and almost laughed at how quickly he’d fallen
into a comfortable routine.
He sat down at the kitchen table,
his eyes still bleary and his body stiff. They’d had a good
round of sex last night, and then he’d slept like the dead. Sex
was a great workout, but he was slacking, hadn’t been to the
gym because it was just easier to avoid old crowds. He needed to set
up somewhere else, stay on top of his game, especially if he expected
to survive this tryout on Saturday.
As he thought about how Valerie
had prodded him into making that appointment, he felt an incredible
tenderness toward her that went beyond love. Of course he loved her;
he’d never felt this way about anyone. But he also respected
and virtually worshipped her. She thought of him constantly and
wanted him to be happy. And he wanted to make her happy.
Which was why he’d bought a
ring but had not proposed.
Tyler knew that Valerie really
had no idea as to the depth of his feelings for her. It seemed as
though no matter how much he tried to show her how important she was
to him, she was always second-guessing herself. She felt unworthy,
and he wanted more than anything to be with her for the rest of his
life. He figured there was no better way to prove that than to ask
her to be his wife.
At the same time, he feared she
would assume his proposal was simply to fulfill the obligations his
father had set forth so he could take possession of the trust fund.
Which wasn’t the case. After all, he’d been happier these
last few months with her and his own money than he ever had living on
his father’s dime.
“ Why so glum?”
Wrapped in her
to be an early night, and he needed to get her home. “Come on,
let’s go.”
She frowned at him in question.
“Where are we going?”
“ Your place. I just won
three grand. I think that’s a big enough taking for one night.”
Punctuating each statement with a kiss, he continued, “I want
to take you home. And take you to bed. And make love to you. Until
neither one of us has the strength to lift a finger.”
Just the thought made everything
inside Valerie clench and cry out for Tyler’s touch, and she
wasn’t about to argue. Letting him guide her to where he’d
left the car with an arm securely fastened around her waist, she
leaned into him, drowning herself in the scent of his aftershave and
realizing that, at least for now, she would get to fall asleep and
wake up with that smell and the feel of his warm, luscious body next
to hers.
If it were her choice, they’d
probably spend the next week in bed, testing every position
imaginable, tasting every inch of each other, but then again, she had
to get to work, and she didn’t want to distract Tyler from the
job hunt either. She had no idea what direction he intended to go,
but Valerie had a few ideas of her own about that.
In the meantime, she’d take
what she could get, and it was Friday night. They had all weekend to
explore each other’s bodies. And they would start tonight.
* * *
Three months later…
Groaning and stretching as the
alarm went off, Valerie rolled over and kissed Tyler on the cheek.
“Hey, working man, it’s time for you to get up, too.”
Tyler grumbled as he threw back
the covers and rolled to a sitting position, rubbing his eyes. In all
honesty, he didn’t really need a day job. He was making more
than enough money racing, and he was hoping that the audition with
the minor league hockey team this weekend would go well. However, he
had no way to account for his earnings legally, and so he figured
this was the easiest way.
While Tyler wasn’t exactly
excited at the prospect of being a lawyer, he also knew that hockey
and racing weren’t things he could count on forever, and as he
started to age, he’d need something to fall back on.
He stood, walked around the bed,
and kissed Valerie as she, too, sat up and stuffed her feet into her
slippers, then headed to the kitchen to brew some coffee. He heard
the shower start and almost laughed at how quickly he’d fallen
into a comfortable routine.
He sat down at the kitchen table,
his eyes still bleary and his body stiff. They’d had a good
round of sex last night, and then he’d slept like the dead. Sex
was a great workout, but he was slacking, hadn’t been to the
gym because it was just easier to avoid old crowds. He needed to set
up somewhere else, stay on top of his game, especially if he expected
to survive this tryout on Saturday.
As he thought about how Valerie
had prodded him into making that appointment, he felt an incredible
tenderness toward her that went beyond love. Of course he loved her;
he’d never felt this way about anyone. But he also respected
and virtually worshipped her. She thought of him constantly and
wanted him to be happy. And he wanted to make her happy.
Which was why he’d bought a
ring but had not proposed.
Tyler knew that Valerie really
had no idea as to the depth of his feelings for her. It seemed as
though no matter how much he tried to show her how important she was
to him, she was always second-guessing herself. She felt unworthy,
and he wanted more than anything to be with her for the rest of his
life. He figured there was no better way to prove that than to ask
her to be his wife.
At the same time, he feared she
would assume his proposal was simply to fulfill the obligations his
father had set forth so he could take possession of the trust fund.
Which wasn’t the case. After all, he’d been happier these
last few months with her and his own money than he ever had living on
his father’s dime.
“ Why so glum?”
Wrapped in her
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