“Yes, but –”
“And my finger in your –”
“Yes!” I snapped, cutting him off. “But this is different!”
“How?”
“It just is.”
“Explain it to me.”
“I can’t!”
He sighed before stating, “You’re standing mostly na**d in my arms. I can feel your skin, smell your scent, touch your hair. You’re pressed against me and you’re saying the thought of me seeing your br**sts makes you uncomfortable even though I’ve seen them before?”
That made it sound stupid.
I dropped my eyes and looked at his throat.
“That makes it sound stupid,” I said in a small voice.
“Show yourself to me, Leah.”
My eyes snapped back to his. “What?” I breathed.
“Do it,” he ordered and it was definitely an order. I could see it in the hard set of his jaw and the intensity of his eyes.
I really had to make certain lighter fluid was on Edwina’s grocery list.
Doing my best to be Obedient Leah, I pushed against his arms at my waist to take a step back. He didn’t let me go. He kept his arms around me so I was forced to arch my back.
I looked away the minute his eyes dropped down. It was only a second before I was again pressed against him, his hand in my hair, cupping my head and putting pressure there so my cheek was against his chest.
He bent so he was talking into the hair on top of my head when he spoke again softly, “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
Actually, it wasn’t.
But I’d never give him that.
So instead, in my most obvious, well-behaved voice, I agreed, “No, darling. It wasn’t.”
I felt his body go solid and his hand in my hair twisted before he noted, “You try me, pet.”
Good, I thought.
His hand tugged back, taking my head with it so I was looking up at him.
“You’re lucky I enjoy it.” His voice was a warning.
Great. He enjoyed it.
Boy, I was lucky.
“Put on a robe, meet me downstairs. We’ll have breakfast in the kitchen,” he commanded before he touched his lips to mine and let me go.
I nearly flew to the bathroom and it took all my effort not to slam the door.
“Is there something particular you want for breakfast?” he called through the closed door as I slid on my robe.