door. Hannah decided to splurge on a taxi. She was slightly buzzed and didn’t want to get on the wrong train at a transfer. As she hopped into the backseat of the cab, her cell rang.
“So you are alive,” a male voice rang out.
“Charlie! Oh God. Sorry, I didn’t think you might get worried.”
“It’s fine. Where are you? Should I get dinner on my own?”
“No, I’m in a taxi. I grabbed a beer with Melanie and just didn’t think to call. I’ll be home soon. We can make something, or go out if you want.”
“Home. Sounds good,” his voice was relaxed and happy. “Hannah?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m glad you went out on your own.”
“Me, too.”
CHAPTER nine
He was sitting on the couch waiting for her when she walked in. He looked up, smiled, and she melted. Her conversation with Melanie, while not really providing her any new information, had definitely boosted her confidence. What was happening here was real and she had the chance to grab what she wanted and make her life what she knew it could be. Who would have ever guessed that little Charlie McMillan would be her soulmate.
His dark waves, wet from the shower, fell across his forehead casting shadows on those reef blue eyes. He had the smile of an angel but she knew there were wicked thoughts behind it. Her body responded immediately to being within a few feet of him. He rose.
“Ready to go?” he asked.
“I just walked in the door!”
“But I’m starving,” he said.
She dropped her bags in the red chair and pulled the ponytail holder from her hair, shaking it free.
“So am I,” she said and started unbuttoning her white lace blouse. She slipped the sleeves down her arms and moved to the button at the side of her skirt. She looked up to see his reaction. He sat back down and leaned back against the couch, propping his ankle on his knee and lifting one eyebrow. An invitation to continue? She saw him lick his lip and shift uncomfortably. When she looked again she noticed his tented shorts. She let a seductive smile spread and pushed the skirt down her legs, stepping slowly out of it and closer to the couch.
“Hannah.”
She heard him breathe out her name as he ran one hand through his hair.
She took another step in his direction, reached back and unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. The shock of cold air hardened her nipples and she raised her fingers to touch them, all the while staring straight into his eyes. Desire flooded through her and she felt herself grow wet with wanting. She pushed her panties to the floor and stepped out of them. She could reach out and touch him if she wanted.
“Hi honey, I’m home,” she said and closed the distance between them, placing one knee on each side of him without sitting down.
He raised his hands and ran them through her hair. When they reached her shoulders he trailed his fingers along her collarbone, then lower towards her nipples.
She leaned her face close to his, placing her lips right next to his but not moving in for the kiss. Their breath mingled as his fingertips teased her nipples. His tongue reached out and lightly traced the outline of her bottom lip before nipping it with his teeth.
A small sound of pleasure escaped her.
She could feel his hard cock straining against his shorts, so she pressed down, making full contact through the cloth. His hands left her breasts and traveled down her waist as he continued sucking and biting her lower lip. He moved them lower and she put her hands on his, stopping him in his tracks.
She opened her mouth and deepened their kiss, for the first time truly giving into the fact that she had real feelings for this man and that what was happening between them was something she could have for a lifetime if she just had the courage to reach for it.
Instead of trying to continue, his hands went the other way and Hannah felt herself being lifted up an off of his body. He placed her gently beside
“So you are alive,” a male voice rang out.
“Charlie! Oh God. Sorry, I didn’t think you might get worried.”
“It’s fine. Where are you? Should I get dinner on my own?”
“No, I’m in a taxi. I grabbed a beer with Melanie and just didn’t think to call. I’ll be home soon. We can make something, or go out if you want.”
“Home. Sounds good,” his voice was relaxed and happy. “Hannah?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m glad you went out on your own.”
“Me, too.”
CHAPTER nine
He was sitting on the couch waiting for her when she walked in. He looked up, smiled, and she melted. Her conversation with Melanie, while not really providing her any new information, had definitely boosted her confidence. What was happening here was real and she had the chance to grab what she wanted and make her life what she knew it could be. Who would have ever guessed that little Charlie McMillan would be her soulmate.
His dark waves, wet from the shower, fell across his forehead casting shadows on those reef blue eyes. He had the smile of an angel but she knew there were wicked thoughts behind it. Her body responded immediately to being within a few feet of him. He rose.
“Ready to go?” he asked.
“I just walked in the door!”
“But I’m starving,” he said.
She dropped her bags in the red chair and pulled the ponytail holder from her hair, shaking it free.
“So am I,” she said and started unbuttoning her white lace blouse. She slipped the sleeves down her arms and moved to the button at the side of her skirt. She looked up to see his reaction. He sat back down and leaned back against the couch, propping his ankle on his knee and lifting one eyebrow. An invitation to continue? She saw him lick his lip and shift uncomfortably. When she looked again she noticed his tented shorts. She let a seductive smile spread and pushed the skirt down her legs, stepping slowly out of it and closer to the couch.
“Hannah.”
She heard him breathe out her name as he ran one hand through his hair.
She took another step in his direction, reached back and unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. The shock of cold air hardened her nipples and she raised her fingers to touch them, all the while staring straight into his eyes. Desire flooded through her and she felt herself grow wet with wanting. She pushed her panties to the floor and stepped out of them. She could reach out and touch him if she wanted.
“Hi honey, I’m home,” she said and closed the distance between them, placing one knee on each side of him without sitting down.
He raised his hands and ran them through her hair. When they reached her shoulders he trailed his fingers along her collarbone, then lower towards her nipples.
She leaned her face close to his, placing her lips right next to his but not moving in for the kiss. Their breath mingled as his fingertips teased her nipples. His tongue reached out and lightly traced the outline of her bottom lip before nipping it with his teeth.
A small sound of pleasure escaped her.
She could feel his hard cock straining against his shorts, so she pressed down, making full contact through the cloth. His hands left her breasts and traveled down her waist as he continued sucking and biting her lower lip. He moved them lower and she put her hands on his, stopping him in his tracks.
She opened her mouth and deepened their kiss, for the first time truly giving into the fact that she had real feelings for this man and that what was happening between them was something she could have for a lifetime if she just had the courage to reach for it.
Instead of trying to continue, his hands went the other way and Hannah felt herself being lifted up an off of his body. He placed her gently beside
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