“I understand that. I like Texas well enough, and I’ll always call it home. That doesn’t mean I have to stay here for the rest of my life or until I’m too old to appreciate the world.”
My heart pounded. It was like he was reading my mind. It was hard not to be interested in him. Walker seemed to be everything I was looking for in a man. Except for his damn last name and what the family could do if I didn’t play along. The racing slowed, the stark reminder that he had the power to destroy my world a sobering notion.
“I know that you have a lot on your mind. Is there anything I can do to put you at ease?” He asked.
“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I really don’t think so. This whole thing is just strange. We aren’t supposed to be together again. I always planned on raising Harrison on my own.”
“I’m not asking for a second chance or anything else. Don’t get me wrong, I’d jump at the chance for one, but I know you don’t want that. All I want is to get to know you and Harrison both.”
“It’s not like I can say ‘no,’ right?” I said. “Not with your family's pull. You’ll just drag me through court.”
“Do you really think me having a relationship with him is that bad? I don’t know what I’ve done to sour your opinion of me, but I don’t think I’m that bad of a guy.”
“It’s not you,” I whispered. “You are perfect in just about every way.”
“Then why let anything else sway you? Take my family and yours out of the equation. Why not just let us think for ourselves?”
He moved around the island, his fingers trailing up my hand as a shudder of need coursed through my body. I didn’t want to tell him ‘no’ again. I wanted his fingers to move up my body until they had no choice but to run back down again across my chest and deep into the crease between my legs.
The space closed between as he took a step closer. He pressed against my legs, where they rested on the stool. Like a gate opening, my knees fell to the sides. Walker took the brief opening and moved closer. I held my breath, his hand moving to my knee as I struggled to stay upright. How did he manage to drive me wild with just one touch?
“Stacy,” he whispered. “I don’t want to hurt you –
My name on his lips did me in. I couldn’t take the anticipation any longer. Grabbing him by his shirt's collar, I pulled him forward, his lips seeking out mine. We came together in a moment of unbridled passion as his hands flew to the small of my back, the pressure pushing me into him as I shuddered with pure desire. There was nothing I could do to stop his intoxicating scent from enveloping me.
His tongue darted into my mouth, playfully seeking out mine in a game of hide and seek before Walker breathlessly broke away, moving his lips down my jaw. I pulled at his shirt, my hands seeking his soft skin and chiseled body beneath as I drug my nails softly across his flesh. He shuddered as a moan slipped past his lips, egging me onward.
Walker slid his hands down to my rear, lifting me off the barstool. I wrapped my legs around him as I nibbled at his neck. His body tensed in anticipation. I could barely see in the dark bedroom, but it pushed me forward as the soft folds pressed against my back. Walker moved slowly, tugging his shirt over his head to expose a flawless body.
When he turned his attention to me again, I was looking at his naked silhouette. His member stood rigid, making my body tingle at its sheer size. Unlike before, I wasn’t drunk. Part of me wanted to run, but I needed to be touched by him. His eyes never left mine as he stripped me down. The primal look instantly making me wet. It wasn’t until I was naked that his gaze left mine.
As he took in my body, his tongue shot from his mouth, licking his lips. I squirmed under his gaze. Walker's attention jumped back to my eyes instantly as he grinned and moved next to me. In a single motion, his mouth was covering mine again as his hand moved between my legs. They parted