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As soon as I’m inside, I start the car and drive over the speed limit to get to my place. It’s not far, but the wait to get him alone has been killing me. I want to know what Jude has to say. I need to know what’s going to happen between us. The suspense is killing me.

When we finally get inside my place, the door locked and the lights on, Jude stands in the foyer looking so fucking shy. So unsure. He’s absolutely beautiful.

“Come on, let’s go to bed. It’s late. I’m sure you’re exhausted.”

He hesitates. “I don’t…I don’t know if I want to mess around tonight.”

My chest pinches, a tight clench that makes it hard to breathe.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

He nods and follows me into my room. I pull my shirt off and toss it into the hamper and watch as he does the same. My mouth goes dry with how hot he looks, how delicious. But I rein those thoughts in. Tonight isn’t about that. It’s not what he needs right now.

And that’s fine with me.

“I didn’t bring a change of clothes or my toothbrush,” he says, watching as I tug my pants off.

I kick them to the side and lead him to the bathroom, reaching for my toothbrush, smearing paste onto it, and holding it out to him.

“Go on. We can share.”

He moves next to me and places the toothbrush into his mouth, scrubbing at his teeth before rinsing it off. There’s something so intimate about this, sharing a toothbrush with another person. When I place it in my mouth just after he’s done using it, I catch his eyes in the mirror.

His cheeks redden and he glances away, moving out of the bathroom to the bedroom. I find him on the bed minutes later, already under the covers. He’s leaning against the headboard, and I scoot in next to him, mirroring his posture, wanting to make him as comfortable as possible. Not wanting to scare him off and make him run again.

It’s nuts to me how I went from wanting him to squirm in my presence to not wanting him to be upset.

And he looks a little upset right now. I fuckinghateit.

He scoots down the bed, and I do the same until we both have our heads on the pillows and are facing one another.

Just like I expected, he scoots closer andcloseruntil he’s practically on top of me, his legs twining with mine, his arm thrown over my chest. My hand reaches around him, dragging up and down his back until he sighs in contentment.

He does inexplicable things to my heart.

Fuck. Me. I’m drowning in him.

“Where were you today?” I ask as his finger comes up to play with my nipple, driving me absolutely insane.

“After I snuck out, I went home and showered and then got the kids from my sister.”

“Hm. What did you guys do?”

“I brought them back to my place and we made cookies, and then Ollie and I took them to the park. Wore them out pretty good. They conked out on the way home.”

My fingers slide into his hair and he scoots even further on top of me. I don’t mind it though. I really like having him this close, almost suffocating me with his nearness.

“You’re good with kids. Have you ever thought about working with them?”

“No, I mean…I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I got a degree in liberal studies. I don’t even know what you can do with that.”

“Seems pretty open-ended. You could work at a preschool or even open a daycare at your place.”

He leans up and stares down at me, those dark blue eyes blinking at me in surprise.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, baby. Think you’d be good at that. You’re a natural with kids. Not everyone has that and it makes you pretty goddamn special.”

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