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No, but accidentally? More than possible. She already had multiple times.
She pressed her forehead against his and traced her fingers over his lips. That they curved into her touch didn’t surprise her. The man gave and gave, and she only saw and thought the worst. When had she become so damn negative?
“I trust you too. No matter what jokes I’ve made about your…history, I trusted you with my body. That’s not something I do lightly.”
“I’m still kind of shocked you did. The condoms were right there.”
“I wanted to live in the moment. To throw off the shackles of responsibility and just be Sara, not damn Doctor Carmichael. I wanted to feel you and know you were feeling all of me.” At his silence, she bit her lip. “Hokey or what?”
“No. Not at all.” He kissed her fingers, and more chips of her heart broke off and tumbled into his hands. “I loved being with you like that. And at the risk of sounding like a dick, I hope to God you want to do it again. Because, seriously? Fucking incredible.”
The awe in his tone made her laugh. He always managed to do that, no matter how uncertain or conflicted she felt. “Yes, it was. I’m protected. We’re protected, so you don’t have to worry that anything could happen, even if I wasn’t s—”
“If you talk about shriveling again, I’m going to take you over my knee for real this time. And you’ll be calling me Doctor by the time we’re through.”
“Actually I was saying I was sure it was the wrong time of my cycle,” she said with a smirk. Already he’d dried up her tears as if they’d never existed. “But okay. I’ll go with what you said.”
Chuckling, he palmed her breast through her towel and murmured against her ear, “No shriveling to be found. Trust me. I saw and touched and tasted and fucked every bit of that delicious pussy, and it’s goddamn perfect.”
The part of her he referenced started to tingle from the memory. “Between the threats and bad language, maybe I’m not the one who needs to be disciplined. Maybe you’re the bad little boy.”
“Thought we clarified I’m not little.”
“Agreed. You are little in no way.”
He laughed and nipped her earlobe. “But if you believe in domestic discipline, I’m happy to be your test case. Only if you wear those sexy as hell glasses and a lab coat. And bring a really big paddle.”
“Jesus. I think my inner child is blushing.”
“No, she’s not. You love it. You’re every bit as bad as I am. That’s why we’re so good together.”
She couldn’t argue, not when he had her nipple between his talented fingers and his tongue was doing insane things to the shell of her ear. She shivered and searched for clarity. “Since you were so forthcoming about your past, you should know I’m an only child.”
“Okay. I trust you’ll explain the significance of sharing that soon.”
“That’s yet another example of why I don’t know how to play well with others. There’s a reason I chose to make my living with birds, you know. I’m better suited to faux rainforests than I am to interacting socially with actual humans.”
“I think we interact well, don’t you?” He rubbed his nose against hers in a gesture more sweet than sexy, and her smile returned. “Especially when we’re not talking. That seems to get us in trouble.”
“Mostly my fault. I—well, I made assumptions about you. Because I thought I knew your type. And while I still don’t think I was altogether wrong, I can acknowledge some room for variation within the sample study.”
“Thank you. I think.” He tugged her close, fitting their damp bodies together like they were made to notch into place. The towel she still wore didn’t shield her skin from the heat of his, and she already ached to feel all of him against her again. Inside her. “What do you say we watch a movie? I ordered a couple of our favorites.”
“What favorites?” When he started to answer, she shook her head. “No, wait. There’s one more thing I want to say. Your wife—your ex, I mean. She was an idiot. You know that, right?”
“Yeah.” His low reply broke her. “I do.”
“She was horrible to lie to you about something so important. And you were right to divorce her, because a lie like that will eat away at the fabric of a relationship.”
Only once she’d heard herself did she truly realize what she’d said. But it was different. Hers wasn’t even a lie exactly, just an avoidance of the truth.
Again he quieted, the soft hiss of his breath against her trembling lips the only sound in the room. “Lies always do that, Sara. Why do you think I hate them so much?”
“This isn’t the same.”
“No. But that doesn’t mean it’s right to keep something from my sister, who clearly has her own life. As we heard on the way up here.” Even the smile in his voice didn’t diminish the tenseness of his hands as he framed her face. “I want to be with you for as long as it’s good between us. Why does it have to be any more complicated than that? You’re the one who’s making this into some big thing the longer
we shut Kim out. We’re all adults here.”
