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I jumped when he moved his hands to my hips, touching my bare skin. Lifting my shirt up, he pulled it over my head and tossed it over onto my pants. Inhaling a deep breath, I tried like hell to calm my breathing down as Preston’s eyes fell to my pink and white polka-dot bra.
Closing his eyes tightly, Preston opened them again and gave me the sweetest smile. Reaching down, he picked me up again. His hands on my bare skin caused electricity to rip through my body as he moved and placed me on his bed. Reaching down, he went to cover me up when I grabbed his arm. It wasn’t lost on me that he sucked in a breath when I touched him.
My eyes pleaded with him as I said, “Please, Preston. I don’t want to be alone.”
Preston’s muscles went rigid as he stared at me with an incredulous look. Slowly standing up, Preston reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head. Biting my lip, I contained the moan I wanted to let out when I looked at his broad, muscular chest. My eyes moved down to a set of perfect six-pack abs. And I mean perfect, like if you looked up “six-pack abs” in the dictionary, there’d be a picture of Preston’s abs.
Preston slowly unbuttoned his pants as I felt my whole body flush. Dear God, please let him be commando.
Closing my eyes, I attempted to calm my betraying body down. Harmony, stop this now. Commando would be very, very bad. Peeking through barely open eyes, I watched as Preston pushed his pants down to reveal a pair of boxer briefs.
Oh. My. God. So much sexier than commando. Moving over, I made room for Preston as he slipped under the covers. Rolling over on my side, I prayed he would spoon me and hold me in his arms. I could hear him taking in a few deep breaths before he finally turned and pulled me into his body, noticeably keeping me away from his lower section.
Tingles raced over my skin as I felt myself melt into his body and relax completely.
“Is that better, Harmony?” Preston whispered against my hair.
It felt as if I was
home in more than one way. “Yes, Preston,” I whispered before closing my eyes. Sleep was upon me within seconds.
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My eyes slowly opened as I let them adjust to the sun. I had no idea what time it was. All I knew was that I had slept through the night with no nightmares. My body felt relaxed and my mind was totally clear. It was then that I noticed my fingers lightly moving up and down Preston’s arm. He was still holding me the exact same way he had been when I fell asleep.
Smiling slightly, I closed my eyes and wondered what it would be like to wake up like this every morning in Preston’s arms. Of course, it was hard not to notice his hard-on pressed against me.
Opening my eyes, I gazed out the window and thought about Trey. I had loved him, but I always knew I wasn’t in love with him. I knew he felt the same way about me. The only reason we were even together was because of TJ. It still hurt that he had cheated on me though; that he didn’t feel like our marriage was worth the effort.
Pushing those thoughts from my mind, I thought about Preston. His smile did things to me that I didn’t want to admit to. His touch sent bolts of lightning racing through my body. No one had ever had that kind of effect on me. Not even Trey.
Then there was his laugh. Goodness, the man had a laugh that moved through my body like silk over my skin.
Of course, I couldn’t forget about the man’s body. That fine-ass body of his. He was built perfectly. Not too big, but big enough to make a girl’s body melt when he undressed in front of her. Abs that had you dreaming of running your tongue along them. An ass that…oh dear God. Stop thinking about his body, Harmony! I fought the urge to rub my ass against him.
Could I risk opening my heart up to him? What if he hurt me? Was I even ready to let someone else into my heart when I still felt like I was trying to find myself again? Something was missing…and I needed to find it before I could open my heart up to love again.
Pulling me in tighter against his body, Preston let out a sigh in his sleep. Yes. I could get very used to waking up every day like this.
Then a thought occurred to me. What if I’m never able to sleep again unless I’m in Preston’s arms?
Shit. That could be bad. Or good.
Slowly lifting Preston’s arm, I slipped out of bed. Looking around for my clothes, I saw a T-shirt of Preston’s and picked it up and pulled it over my head. The T-shirt fell to my mid-thighs. I had no idea why I put it on. My pants and shirt were right there on the chair. Glancing back at Preston, my stomach fluttered. Oh my, he is so handsome.
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I made my way out of the bedroom and downstairs. I was starving and prayed that Preston’s aunt and uncle had left some food in the house before taking off for Ireland. I remembered the days when Jake lived alone. He’d never had food.
Opening the refrigerator, I found eggs, bell peppers, mushrooms, salsa, and an onion—perfect ingredients for an omelet. Smiling, I thought back to the morning Preston made me breakfast and I had almost the same thing.
Taking everything out, I searched for a skillet. Finding that, then the olive oil, I got to work making Preston breakfast.
While the veggies sautéed in the olive oil, I glanced around the kitchen. Uncle John’s house was adorable. I could see raising a small family in this house and being so incredibly happy.
When the clock on the mantel started dinging, I let out a small scream from the fright it gave me and quickly slammed my hands over my mouth. I sat there and counted the dings while I attempted to get my heart beating normally again.
Eight dings later and I stood there stunned. Preston and I had slept over twelve hours.
“Wow, I must have really needed the sleep.”
