intensified into a hot, searing ache, and if he hadn’t stopped, I’m not certain I would have. I now felt comfortable and trusting of him. He was drawing a direct, burning, and raw desire from me that he used his tongue to transmit, and it was… electrifying.
Good Lord! How did he do that? I forgot where I was for those few minutes, and all I could think of was the sensations that were firing, like spark plugs, inside of me. With him looking at me, with that lush, dominating mouth of his, his dark hair, that slight stubble on his chin, those thick muscles in his neck and shoulders…talking about his bed—well, I’m finding it hard to concentrate. I need to change the subject…
“So, did you have everything inspected when you moved in? The electrical? The plumbing? The roof? The heating? The air conditioning?”
“I had my realtor hire a home inspector to make sure that everything was in working order.” They said it was, with a few minor things to repair, but I knew I wanted the house.”
“It’s a great house. There’s nothing better than falling asleep listing to the ocean, except waking up to hear it again and watching the sunrise… With you next to me, naked. OMG! Stop it! I’ve always loved being at the beach. It makes me content.
I watched Aria’s face as she spoke about the ocean, and I witnessed a smile and then a veil of serenity come over her. She had to be the most genuine human on the planet. She couldn’t disguise her feelings if she tried. She’s completely transparent, which hopelessly attracts me to her.
I was so used to being in the company of people who manipulated others. They put on personalities the way you’d wear a mask. She was refreshingly none of those. With her, what you saw was what you got.
…mentally chastising herself for staring at him so boldly, it occurred to her that Declan wasn’t like any man she had ever met—he was “ More ”…
T Back in Your Arms Again – The Mavericks
TT Love You Gently – Usher
TTT Mercy -– Duffy
TTTT One and Only – Adele
“Hi there, big guy!”
My pace quickened when I saw him. I hadn’t been with him in a few days. I had gotten a few leads from a realtor in the next beach town down the coast, so I drove down to check out the buildings. Seeing Declan made my heart skip a beat and gave me butterflies in my stomach. He was smiling at me and walking toward me a bit faster. I presumed the feeling was mutual.
I handed him a bag full of groceries. The man didn’t have much food in his refrigerator, and since I was spending more and more time here I wanted to contribute. He liked to dine out quite a bit, just casual places, but seemed to enjoy whenever I’d cook something for him. I had spoken with him earlier and asked him if he’d like me to come over and make lunch for him. I could feel his wholehearted, favorable endorsement of that idea through the phone. The logic for his hasty approval was because I learned that he didn’t like to cook. When he did venture into the kitchen, he had a very limited menu; pancakes, spaghetti, and sandwiches. That’s all. Not a gourmet bone in this man’s gorgeous body. Nope. Not one.
When I told him that I was making homemade chicken salad for him, he broke into a big smile. He said he especially liked tomatoes on his sandwiches. It seemed like such a little thing but it was just one of the many small things that I was learning about him. Funny thing was I found that it made me happy to make him happy, so if he liked tomatoes, I’d give him tomatoes.
Aria was spending more and more time at my house, and I was enjoying every minute of it. It was a comfortable thought to think of her being here on a more permanent basis. I thought about her if our schedules didn’t permit us to be together because I longed to be. I had gone to New York for work several times, but it was mostly for two or three days. When I was away, my thoughts were
Good Lord! How did he do that? I forgot where I was for those few minutes, and all I could think of was the sensations that were firing, like spark plugs, inside of me. With him looking at me, with that lush, dominating mouth of his, his dark hair, that slight stubble on his chin, those thick muscles in his neck and shoulders…talking about his bed—well, I’m finding it hard to concentrate. I need to change the subject…
“So, did you have everything inspected when you moved in? The electrical? The plumbing? The roof? The heating? The air conditioning?”
“I had my realtor hire a home inspector to make sure that everything was in working order.” They said it was, with a few minor things to repair, but I knew I wanted the house.”
“It’s a great house. There’s nothing better than falling asleep listing to the ocean, except waking up to hear it again and watching the sunrise… With you next to me, naked. OMG! Stop it! I’ve always loved being at the beach. It makes me content.
I watched Aria’s face as she spoke about the ocean, and I witnessed a smile and then a veil of serenity come over her. She had to be the most genuine human on the planet. She couldn’t disguise her feelings if she tried. She’s completely transparent, which hopelessly attracts me to her.
I was so used to being in the company of people who manipulated others. They put on personalities the way you’d wear a mask. She was refreshingly none of those. With her, what you saw was what you got.
…mentally chastising herself for staring at him so boldly, it occurred to her that Declan wasn’t like any man she had ever met—he was “ More ”…
T Back in Your Arms Again – The Mavericks
TT Love You Gently – Usher
TTT Mercy -– Duffy
TTTT One and Only – Adele
“Hi there, big guy!”
My pace quickened when I saw him. I hadn’t been with him in a few days. I had gotten a few leads from a realtor in the next beach town down the coast, so I drove down to check out the buildings. Seeing Declan made my heart skip a beat and gave me butterflies in my stomach. He was smiling at me and walking toward me a bit faster. I presumed the feeling was mutual.
I handed him a bag full of groceries. The man didn’t have much food in his refrigerator, and since I was spending more and more time here I wanted to contribute. He liked to dine out quite a bit, just casual places, but seemed to enjoy whenever I’d cook something for him. I had spoken with him earlier and asked him if he’d like me to come over and make lunch for him. I could feel his wholehearted, favorable endorsement of that idea through the phone. The logic for his hasty approval was because I learned that he didn’t like to cook. When he did venture into the kitchen, he had a very limited menu; pancakes, spaghetti, and sandwiches. That’s all. Not a gourmet bone in this man’s gorgeous body. Nope. Not one.
When I told him that I was making homemade chicken salad for him, he broke into a big smile. He said he especially liked tomatoes on his sandwiches. It seemed like such a little thing but it was just one of the many small things that I was learning about him. Funny thing was I found that it made me happy to make him happy, so if he liked tomatoes, I’d give him tomatoes.
Aria was spending more and more time at my house, and I was enjoying every minute of it. It was a comfortable thought to think of her being here on a more permanent basis. I thought about her if our schedules didn’t permit us to be together because I longed to be. I had gone to New York for work several times, but it was mostly for two or three days. When I was away, my thoughts were
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