When he finally stilled, he dropped his forehead to her chest and breathed. He felt her temple touch the top of his head, and they both remained exactly as they were for what felt like endless moments.
When he finally gathered the strength to look up, it was to see her looking dazed, almost in shock.
Yeah, he felt it too. The shifting of things between them. Like they hadn’t realized it would be so powerful.
Carefully, he pulled out of her. But he didn’t release her. He stood, holding her in his arms, her legs tight around him, and moved into the bathroom to turn on the shower. He carried her under the stream of water and was about to set her down when she lowered her head to his shoulder and closed her eyes.
And he just…couldn’t. Couldn’t put her down. Couldn’t release her. So he held her. Let the softness that was Bonnie smooth over his hard edges.
When she finally lifted her head, her eyes were wide and solely focused on him.
He slipped a piece of hair from her cheek. “You okay?”
“I think you just ruined me.” A soft smile curved her mouth before she covered his. But this kiss was soft. A graze of lips against lips before she lowered her head to his chest again, and he held her, wondering what the hell he’d just gotten himself into.
CHAPTER 15
Bonnie’s skin tingled where Zane’s heavy arm lay over her belly. But it wasn’t just her stomach that felt like it was on fire. It was her entire back, where his muscled abdomen pressed against her. The backs of her legs, which nestled with his.
She closed her eyes, a slow smile curving her lips. She’d had sex with Zane Merrick last night. Then the shower after…
Oh, Lordy Lord. It was all so good. There had been nothing slow or hesitant or awkward about anything they’d done—it had just felt right.
It was interesting that her family had wanted to stay with her last night, but all she’d wanted was to be alone. Then Zane had shown up, and suddenly, alone was the last thing she’d wanted.
She nibbled her bottom lip, nervous to know what he thought about the past few hours.
That could wait, right? If she slipped out quietly enough, she might just be able to sneak in a shower, maybe even some coffee before she faced him. That was, if she could pull off the great escape…which was questionable.
Carefully, she tried to ease out from under him. His fingers twitched.
She froze, nose wrinkling.
But he didn’t wake.
Maybe legs first.
She shifted her legs forward so that her body lay in an unnaturalLshape.
Legs were free. Good.
But how the heck did she get out from beneath his arm? An arm that seemed to weigh a ton.
Slowly, she lifted her arm, which also lifted hisarm. And yep, it was ridiculously heavy.
Once there was a small space between his arm and her upper body, she rolled away, leading with her hips, before slowly setting his arm back on the bed.
And she was out. She’d done it. She’d actually rolled out from a freaking Army Ranger’s embrace. Huh. Maybe she should join some stealthy military group.
With soft, measured steps, she crossed to the dresser. The scraping sound when she opened the drawer made her freeze. She glanced over her shoulder. Still asleep. Good.
She rummaged around her drawer for an oversized shirt and pulled it over her body. What she really needed was a full set of clothes to take into the bathroom, but she had zero faith in her ability to pull that off, creeping all around the room without waking him.
She lifted her phone from the dresser, and yep, she had half a dozen messages and two missed calls. And it was only eight in the morning.
Both missed calls were from her brother.
Quietly she moved to the kitchen and had just set the pod in the machine when she opened his texts first.
