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And that was the first time Fia really showed that she might not fully believe Quinn’s story.
“Yes. I promise. I do know that you are there for me no matter what.”
“I appreciate that.”
She went upstairs and walked into her bedroom, looked around for her nightgown and then stopped. She realized that she wanted to sleep in his clothes. And she also realized she didn’t even actually want to shower. Because that would wash his touch off. So she sat down on the edge of her bed and looked at the faded yellow wallpaper. She wasn’t a virgin anymore. But the virginity thing never really mattered all that much to her. It hadn’t been about not doing something. It had been about not especially wanting to yet. And so she had, and she did. She closed her eyes and thought about him.
How intense he had been. How beautiful.
How for all that she had only known this man for a few days, she now knew something about him that was intimate. Deeply so.
He had been with other women—she knew that. But maybe he hadn’t also told them about his dyslexia. She was sure that he hadn’t.
She knew about his dyslexia. About his parents. About how her dad had taken advantage of him and made him feel stupid. About his first experience with sex. She had worn his socks. She’d been naked in his house.
She had all these pieces of Levi Granger that she didn’t think anyone else in the world ever had.
And if asked, she would say she didn’t know the man all that well. Especially when compared with all the people she’d known every day of her life on Four Corners.
Except she did know him.
She’d seen him naked, and she’d seen him undone. She was wearing his clothes.
She lay back on her bed, her arm slung over her head.
She would see him again tomorrow.
And she didn’t know what was going to happen when she did.
She imagined that some of that was up to her.
She had never been passive. It wasn’t the time to go getting passive now, she supposed.
He turned her inside out.
And right now she was still trying to decide if she wanted to flip herself the other way or not.
Or if she wanted to stay like this. New and different.
The heavy truth was, she might not have a choice.
She had taken a plunge into the unknown.
And for all that Quinn liked to be in control, she had the feeling that she had surrendered that. Utterly and completely.
And as long as she was with him, she wasn’t going to be getting it back.
CHAPTER TWENTY
SHE WAS THERE the next morning, bright and early with a coffee cup in her hand.
And he really did intend to go out to work, and let her go up to his office. He really did intend to have a conversation with her.
He really did intend to behave himself. But the problem was, he had spent all night dreaming of her. Of her body pressed against his in the shower. Of the cries of pleasure that had echoed in his ears when she’d come.
The way she looked in his oversize clothes and socks. Her sitting at his kitchen table eating ice cream. Her listening to him when he talked about all the mistakes that he’d made, completely without judgment. Her. All night long it had been her. And he had cursed himself for a fool for not asking her to stay the night. He had missed her. All night long, and he had never missed a woman in his life.
Had never slept with a woman all night, so where the urge to hold her came from, he couldn’t say. She was different, that was all.
