She turns to me. “It’s hard to imagine you ever nervous. Then or now. You always seem so calm.”
I take one of her hands and place it on my chest. “Feel that?”
“It’s beating fast.”
“I’m nervous again.”
“Why?” she whispers.
“I want you. I want us. I don’t want to lose you again.”
She bites her lip. “I want to believe that.”
“Then do,” I say as I lean closer, capturing her lips with mine.
At first, she’s still and I’m certain I’ve made a huge mistake, moved too fast. But then she melts into me, opening her mouth to deepen the kiss. It’s everything I remember and miss all rolled into one. My entire body lights up, and I pull her onto my lap, needing to be closer.
When she begins to grind on me, I’m pretty sure I’m going to lose my shit.
I break our kiss. “We should go back to the house before this becomes indecent.”
“Okay,” she says, but then she dives back in for my lips. Her hand is in my hair, pulling gently as she kisses me hard.
I ease onto my back as her hands move to my chest, then up and under my shirt. The touch of her hands on my bare skin has me all ablaze, and the memories of us flash in my mind.
We always went from innocent kiss to red-hot in seconds. That’s something I’ve never found with anyone else. Not like what we had. I flip her on her back and settle in between her thighs.
“Cody.”
I kiss her neck and move up to her earlobe. “Yes, Luce?”
I grind into her, eliciting a deep moan from her. Hungry, I do it again.
“We need to go now,” she pants.
I grin as I move back to her mouth with my kisses. “Is that so?”
Her hand moves down my chest, to my stomach, and then begins its descent under my waistband.
I grab her wrist. There is no way in hell I’ll make it if she touches me. “Okay, let’s pack up and go.”
I toss everything into the basket I brought—hell, I’m pretty sure the flameless candles are all still on. When she tries but fails to recork the champagne bottle, I grab it and wedge it within the basket, then grab the blanket, creating a barrier that will hopefully keep it upright. Finally, I put it all in the trunk.
It’s a short drive back to the house, but the whole way, I’m cursing myself; I swore I’d take things slow, and I practically had my way with her up there at Picnic Point. No, I need to slow this down until she is certain of us. I can’t risk scaring her off.
CHAPTER13
Lucy
The momentwe are inside the house, I drop everything I’m holding, turn to Cody, and kiss him hard. I could kiss those full lips forever. It takes him by surprise, and he stumbles back into the wall, but we pick up right where we left off.
I forgot how good he makes me feel. Well, more like I’ve pushed it down. No one else has ever compared to Cody—no one ever will. I want this man more than I want to take my next breath.
Which is why I’m so shocked when he unhooks my arms from around his neck and pushes me away.
“What’s wrong?” I demand.
He winces, and a pit forms in my stomach as he backs away. Did I read this all wrong?
