I pat his chest. “I think you’re right.”
“You go, and I’ll get everything closed up for the night.”
My heart thuds, and I give him a small nod before mounting the stairs.
I’m not waiting for him—I strip down to my underwear and climb into bed before I take off my bra and panties.
This is it.
I want Caleb Baxter more than anything else on the planet right now.
My family is safe, and now it’s my turn to get what I need.
“That’s all done, and now I get to …”
He pushes the door shut behind him and trails off when he lays eyes on me.
“Are you naked under there?”
I shrug.
He grins. “I’m a lucky, lucky man.”
“Come over here and maybe you will be.”
Tonight has filled me with bravado.
Spending time with Caleb and my family has been so good for me.
He tugs his T-shirt over his head. I love his chest. It’s solid with hair—nothing too much, but nothing like it was when we were together the first time.
Oh, hell, I love everything about his body.
He opens his wallet and pulls out a condom before throwing the billfold to the floor and taking his pants and boxers off.
He’s naked.
Caleb Baxter is in my bedroom, naked, and he’s hard.
I’ve never seen such hunger in his eyes before.
Caleb pulls back the covers and climbs into the bed until his naked body is next to mine. His heat is comforting beside me, but my heart races so fast I feel faint.
But I want this.
God, how I want him.
He slips his hand between my legs, his rough fingers finding my clit.
This is something I’ve wanted for years—to be touched the way I should have been from the start.
When Caleb and I were together, we fumbled through it at first.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I nod, even though I’m not sure I am.
It’s so much—too much. Emotion overwhelms me, but my eyelids flutter as he strokes me gently. He slips a finger inside me and back over my clit, covering it in my own wetness.
