he said. “Step, slide, step. Then back again, step, slide, step.” They practiced a few steps. He then pulled her back close to him again.
“See, it’s coming back to you,” he said. “Just feel my hand on your back guiding you.”
It felt right to Marnie to be in his arms, like coming home. She let her cheek rest on his shoulder and closed her eyes, drifting along with the music. She felt him lay his cheek on the top of her head, and he pulled her even closer. Their bodies fit together like two parts of a puzzle, interconnected to make a perfect picture. But a picture of what? she wondered.
David released her right hand, and removing his hand from her back, he urged both of her hands up beyond his shoulders. Her arms encircled his neck as his wrapped around her body. One of his hands urged her even closer, pulling her against the hardness of his erection. His lips found the soft skin beneath her ear, kissing ever lower. When he started to set her away from him, she was so dizzy with arousal she almost fell. She moaned in disappointment, sure he was going to end the encounter.
“Shh,” he whispered. “It’s OK. It’s not over.” He reached for the radio and turned it off. Putting one arm around her, he pulled her toward him and kissed her, his tongue briefly outlining her lips. He broke the kiss to guide her toward the bedroom. “It’s just beginning.”
Chapter 35
Something aroused Marnie from her sleep, and she snuggled more closely to David’s back. The bare skin of her breasts and stomach found his warm skin comforting. She was drifting back into slumber when a noise brought her back.
“Daddy . . . Daddy,” a small voice whispered.
“Mmm.”
“Daddy.”
“Jonathan?” David said sleepily.
“Daddy, you said you were going to sleep in the other bed. When I woked up you weren’t there.”
“It’s OK, Jonathan. I decided to sleep here instead,” David’s sleepy voice explained.
“You weren’t there, Daddy, and I was scared. I looked for you, and you weren’t in the living room or kitchen. I didn’t know where you were.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, Sport. But it’s OK now.” David patted his son on the arm. “Tell you what. Go get dressed. Get a clean pair of jeans and a clean shirt and put them on. I’ll meet you in the kitchen in a few minutes.”
“OK, Daddy.” Jonathan left the room, pulling the door shut behind him.
David rolled over to face Marnie, and she pulled the covers up over her bare breasts.
“Busted,” he said with a grin and kissed her on the nose. “Good morning.”
“Good morning,” she replied, a wide smile on her face.
“I told myself this wouldn’t happen, but somehow you’ve worked your way into my heart again.” He brushed her hair back from her face.
Marnie stared into his eyes. “And you are in mine. Even though I don’t remember you from before, you are somewhere deep in my heart and mind. My soul remembers you.”
“No matter how I fight it, the passion between us pulls me in and my common sense flies out the window.” He kissed her long and hard then pulled back. “I’d love to spend the day right here with you, but I guess I’d better go see to our son before he comes back.” He rose and slipped into the jeans he had discarded on the floor the night before. Picking up his shirt and shoes, he smiled at her and left the room. A minute later, she heard the water running in the bathroom.
Marnie rose and retrieved her robe from the suitcase, putting it on before the chill of the room could sink in or Jonathan came back. She laid out her clothes for the day, a pair of jeans and the pink sweatshirt she had worn her first day out of bed after her illness.
David stuck his head into the room. “Bathroom’s all yours!”
Marnie gathered her bathing gear and went to take a shower, needing to remove the scent of lovemaking that enveloped her. When she entered the kitchen a few minutes later, she found David frying bacon and Jonathan on a stool at the bar that separated the kitchen from the living room. He was busy at work.
“I’m making the toast for breakfast,” he declared proudly.
“Just have a seat. It’ll be ready in a minute,” David said.
“Why don’t I pour the juice?” she suggested and started toward the cabinet holding the glasses.
“OK. Your men were