body felt like a bundle of nerves. There was happiness to see him. Desire to have him. But also fear.
She pushed the latter away as he opened the rear door.
“I am not ready to say goodbye to you forever, Gabe,” she admitted, feeling as if the moment was all or nothing.
He eyed her with such intensity.
Time slowed.
She licked at her lips, feeling as if they were suddenly dry.
His eyes dropped to take in the move she’d made in all innocence.
She gasped when he locked his gaze on hers and extended his hand. She looked down at it and then up at him before sliding hers into his.
“Get out,” he said, his voice deep.
It sounded so good to her ears.
He helped her exit the car. As soon as her feet touched on the ground, he pulled her body close to his and lowered his head to hers.
Her alarmed eyes looked past his shoulder to the family’s home. “What if someone sees us?” she whispered in a panic.
“I don’t care.”
And there, pressed against the side of the vehicle, they kissed with every bit of the hunger they felt for each other, with panting breaths and excitement beyond measure.
“What are we doing, Gabe?” she asked in between electric kisses.
He raised her chin with his finger to look into her eyes. “Taking a chance on each other.”
* * *
Monica released a grunt of pleasure as she wiggled her body back against Gabe’s warmth as he spooned her from behind. She had to admit that the nights he stayed over were the best. It had been a long time since she’d slept with someone, and even then, nothing compared to the security she felt from Gabe’s arm stretched over her waist and one of his feet lightly resting atop hers as they slumbered. It had been only two weeks since his return from Paris, and the nights he wasn’t with her, she felt his loss.
Her fear rose, but she pushed it down deep as she felt the warmth of his kisses against her shoulder. She raised her arm to stroke the back of his head before lifting her hair to expose her nape to him. He pressed a kiss there without fail, evoking a shiver. It was a sensitive spot that he’d discovered and exploited.
Monica lay on her back to look up at him. Giving him a smile, she stroked his face. “I’m glad you got rid of the beard,” she said. “The shadow is much better.”
He grabbed the rim of the sheet and flung it back from her body. “I like yours, too,” he mused, looking down at the thin layer of soft hairs covering the plump vee.
Arching a brow, she grabbed the side of the sheet covering him and flung it toward the foot of the bed. She took in his nudity before surrounding his inches with her hand. “You could use a trim,” she said, lightly playing in the soft curly bush surrounding his thick member.
Gabe chuckled. “You weren’t complaining last night,” he reminded her.
Monica flushed in embarrassment and playfully nudged his side with her knuckles. “Careful. Brag about it and it might be the last,” she warned.
“If you cut me off, then I’ll do the same,” he said, palming her intimately as he bit his bottom lip.
“Touché,” she said playfully, enjoying their banter.
Gabe held her body and rolled them together until she was under him. “A quick shower and we both could be happy...and at the same time,” he said with twinkling eyes before dipping his head to nuzzle her neck.
Her fingers gripped his shoulders. “Shower together, okay,” she said. “I still have to get an outfit for your parents’ cocktail party tonight.”
“Don’t stress it. You’re always gorgeous,” he said, sliding one hand beneath her to cup one soft and fleshy buttock.
Monica gave him an indulgent smile as she stroked his jawline with her thumb. “How about we discuss how bad of an idea me attending this party is?” she said sweetly.
Gabe released a low grunt and shook his head. “I thought we debated this enough last night,” he said, releasing her to sit on the bed.
She rose and retrieved her robe from the chair where he’d knelt before her and spread her knees wide to feast. They’d enjoyed dinner at CRESS X and then she’d served up dessert.
“New day. New debate,” she said as she tied the robe and turned to face him as she pulled her hair up into a messy topknot.
Gabe shifted to sit back against the headboard