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“You still look the part, I must say. You’re still as handsome and delectable as ever.”
“And you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. You take my breath away, Kath.”
“Wow. Wow.”
“You keep saying that.” He smiled.
“I just can’t imagine why you’ve never been with anyone else.”
“I don’t know why it’s so hard to believe. I married Michelle after you left. She was a virgin on our wedding night. I was married to her until a year ago. I’ve dated a few women, but there was never enough connection to sleep with them.” He pulled her into his arms. “I’d be happy only sleeping with you from now on.”
Her skin warmed. She could get used this. Get used to being held in his arms, his nose sniffing her hair, his hands wandering up her back, caressing her.
But too much remained between them that he didn’t know about. If he ever found out—
The phone interrupted her thoughts. She pulled away. “I’m sorry. Will you excuse me for a moment?”
“Sure.” He kissed her cheek, and her tummy fluttered. “Don’t be too long, okay?”
She walked to the kitchen and grabbed the phone off the cradle.
“Hello?”
“Yes, hello,” a deep masculine voice said. “I’m looking for Kathryn Zurakowsky Abbott.”
“This is she. How may I help you?”
“Well,” he cleared his throat. “My name is Michael Patton.”
“Yes?”
“I…uh…”
“What is it, Mr. Patton?”
“I don’t quite know how to say this.” He cleared his throat again. “I think I’m your son.”
Twenty years earlier
Kathryn couldn’t help herself. She kissed him back. More than kissed him back. She threaded her fingers through his black hair—it was as soft as she’d imagined. She caressed his muscular shoulders, his biceps, his sinewy forearms. She ran her fingers over the fabric of his shirt, taking in the hardness of his chest, the firmness of his abdomen. She pushed closer to him, snaked her arms around his waist, squeezed the solid globes of his buttocks.
An ache grew in her tummy, her heart. She wanted to touch more of him. His bare skin. Feel his fingers slide over her own bare flesh. Her skin heated, her pulse raced, an inferno blazed between her legs.
He pulled her closer and his hardness pressed against her abdomen. His penis. She knew what it was. She’d had the sex ed class
, the talk with her mother, the gossip with her friends.
She’d never imagined how good it would feel against her, though. How much she’d desire to touch it, to make him feel good…
Out of hand.
This was getting out of hand.
Yet she couldn’t break away. Couldn’t bring herself to withdraw her lips from the sweet firmness of his, the sweet sensation of his tongue twirling around her own…
Somewhere in the background, the click of a key in a lock.
Deb and Bruce were home!
