“Meant to.”
He gasped and moved faster. “Let’s do this.”
Her willing body reacted to his words, building pressure faster now, responding eagerly to each rapid thrust. She dug her fingertips into the powerful muscles of his back.
He began to pant. “You’re…almost…there.”
“You?”
“Close. Too close.”
“Come with me.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“We don’t have a lot of?—”
“I don’t care.” She gulped as the first spasm hit. “Please.”
With a groan of surrender, he pumped faster still, setting off her climax… and his. She clung to him as they rode the bright waves of sunlight and pleasure as one.
As their breathing slowed, contentment settled around her. Within her, too. He’d only been in her apartment once before, and only for a short time. Yet his presence there, in her space, in her bed, felt right. Perfect, in fact.
Don’t settle for anything but the best.
Nothing about his statement suggested he was angling for that position. The exact opposite. He expected her to move on, to protect the status quo by finding someone else.
It was the smart way to go. Maybe by Friday she’d be ready to accept that he was— uh-oh. A familiar tapping pattern drifted up from the front door.
Adam lifted his head. “Somebody wants in.”
“It’s Auntie Kat.”
“How do you know?”
“She doesn’t use the bell and she has a distinctive way of knocking. I told you she tends to drop by even if she doesn’t have an appointment.”
“But you have that sign up. Why would she keep knocking?”
“She thinks the sign doesn’t apply to her so she knocks anyway, just in case I’m here. In the winter she peeks in the window to see if my jacket’s on the rack. If it’s gone, she knows I’ve left the office. I remembered to bring it up here when I put up the sign.”
“Oh, boy.”
“You left yours.” The rapping stopped. “No worries. We’re supposed to be on that online call you talked about.”
“I left my boots down there, too.”
“Oh.” She took a shaky breath. “What if you took them off because they were muddy?”
“You have a boot scraper outside. And the ground’s frozen. No mud.”
“She told me on Friday morning that she’s always hoped we’d?—”
“She said that to me on Friday night before we sat down to dinner. She’ll think I decided to act on her suggestion.”
“Will she tell?”
