Page 90 of Paths
Grady –
I hear the water turn off. The moment we hit her small house, she said it had been such a long day, she needed a shower. Before that, she was just plain quiet on the short trip home.
When I hear the bathroom door open, I look up from where I’m sitting on the edge of the bed waiting on her. Her hair is pinned up high and she’s wrapped in a short robe. But my eyes go directly to her hands where she’s sliding my ring back on her finger. All of that, with her eyes on me and coming my way, makes my cock twitch.
When she doesn’t stop, I open my legs and she comes right to me. Her hands come to my bare skin and her eyes follow her touch.
She finally looks into my eyes and her voice is soft. “You haven’t done your exercises in three days.”
I wrap my arms around her waist and run my hands up her back. “I’ve been busy.”
She doesn’t smile, just shakes her head and starts to massage my shoulder with one hand, but otherwise doesn’t move.
“You okay?” I finally ask. The number of things that could be clouding her head are countless.
Her ministrations continue, a touch so light but healing, she’ll never know its significance.
She finally looks into my eyes. “Raine told me about your dad.”
It’s everything I can do not to tense. I do my best to control it, but in an instant, I’m pissed at my sister and worried about what she knows.
I tip my head. “What did she tell you?”
Maya’s hands work their way up my shoulders, neck, and into my hair. She finally looks down into my eyes. “She said you saved Grace’s life.”
I exhale, still not relieved, so I offer, “It was a bad day.”
She leans forward and kisses my forehead, her voice like a feather on my face as she whispers, “Raine said it was the best day ever.”
I narrow my eyes, wondering where this is going. “That’s another way to look at it.”
Her hand comes up, her thumb lightly tracing the scar down my hairline and she whispers, “Grady?”
I run my hands up her back and pull her tight to me, her tits pressed into my neck. My voice is rough when I look up into her eyes to try and figure out what she’s thinking. “Yeah?”
She pauses a long moment and both her hands frame my face, her voice filled with nothing but compassion. “You killed your dad?”
I search her face for something, but all I see is my beautiful Maya. “I did.”
“To save your sister?”
“To save us all.”
“Grady,” she whispers again. “Just when I thought it wasn’t possible to fall deeper, here I am. You’ve sunk me.”
“Baby,” I breathe, and when I do, she dips to kiss me.
Her lips move light over mine, but after the last few moments, wondering what she thinks, how she sees me? I need her.
I put my hands to her waist and pull her to me. She climbs on my lap, putting her knees beside my hips to straddle me, and I get what I have wanted all day.
Her.
I pull the big clip out of her hair and toss it to the floor. I cup her head and take over her kiss, wanting nothing more than to be as close as possible. I reach between us and pull the tie on her robe.
When I dip my hand inside, I become instantly hard. I tear my mouth from hers long enough to push the robe down her shoulders.
She’s completely bare.
