Never Give Up - Heidi Lis Page 0,45
desire is to make sure he understands just how much I’ve missed him.
“I’ve lived for so long, never being sure of how you felt about me. And I tried to convince myself that you loved me like I loved you.” Going to wipe my tears, Micah beats me to it. Only he kisses each one as it falls. Tilting his head back, he slowly sits back up on his knees, taking in every inch of me. My head falls to the side while my eyes stay locked on his. Each continued sob that escapes my throat sends violent tremors throughout my body. I can’t stop now. “I’ve always loved you…always, Micah.” Finally I let my heart win out, admitting this to him.
“Baby, I’m so sorry,” he says delicately. “I’ll make it up to you, I swear it.” He says, slowly lowering himself again until our foreheads gently touch.
Losing myself in the way his body feels pressed against mine, my body suddenly goes stiff. Remembering what happened after he left, there is no way he can make that up to me…to us. Oh God, how do I tell him? How do I let him know that a part of us lives, that we had a child? Pushing him off of me, I scramble, damn near falling off my bed.
“Oh God, Micah. I have to tell you something but I have no idea how. Things happened after you left.” My eyes are scrambling with fear. I’m terrified, and struggling not only to find the right words, but my next breath. My chest is tightening, making it difficult for me to breathe.
“I don’t want to hear it if it involves Nick. Knowing his hands were on you pisses me off. The mere thought of it makes me want to kick his ass.” I missed this jealous side of him.
With a slight turn of my head, my body relaxes and I struggle with my next words. “No, not that. I’ve not been with anyone since you until…last weekend.” Like that’s not embarrassing to point out.
Hearing my words must resonate with him because he scrambles off the bed. “Are you serious, El? No one since me?”
Okay, he looks rather shocked and I’m not sure why.
I’m feeling a bit awkward, because I’m sure he’s had sex plenty of times in the last five years. Taking a big encouraging breath, I close my eyes, “I couldn’t do it. No one even came close. Once you’ve experienced the love of your life, no one can measure up to that.” Slowly I open my eyes and smile, not sure how to gauge what his reaction will be.
His smile is so infectious, it nearly steals my next breath. Shivers line my body, and he reaches for my hand, drawing our bodies together. “Come here, pretty girl. Just when I thought you were perfect, you prove that I’m fucking right. No one could ever hold a candle to my pretty girl.”
Not to ruin his mood, believe me, I could stay like this all night listening to him tell me how perfect he thinks I am…but! I still need to find the courage to tell him. Not sure he’ll think I’m so perfect then.
Holding up my hand, I reluctantly take a step back. “Micah, there is something I need tell you.” My eyes are big as saucers, and nervous as hell. Do I have the courage for this conversation?
Micah doesn’t respond with words, no, he strips his shirt off. Time for talking is indeed over. Inching closer, he’s holding out his hand for mine. As I take his hand, he doesn’t waste a second pulling me against him. My mind completely shuts off and I let my desires take over. Seeing him shirtless, only revs my engine and I’m left speechless. His time in the Air Force has been damn good to him. His body is beyond lean and trim with, muscles in all the right places. Not too many, but enough to make it into a magazine.
I’m a mess, and I forget all about the talk I need to have with him. Drinking in the sight of his sheer beauty gives me momentary amnesia, I don’t get to stare long because he takes the hem of my shirt and yanks it over my head. With my chest fully exposed, my nipples harden under his stare.
“My God, look at you,” he whispers, gazing at my naked chest. “You have grown into a stunning woman.” His excited moans fuel my lust-filled desires that