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Lifting her legs, she locked them at the small of his back and pulled him tighter, deeper. She groaned as he kissed first one hardened nipple then the other, sending a cascade of sensations pouring into her body. Again and again, he licked, tasted, nibbled, all the while his body rocked into her heat, taking her as she took him.
There was no hesitation. No question. There was only the moment and the moment was now. They’d been heading toward this night since Sam had arrived back on the mountain.
Her hands swept up and down his back, her short, neat nails scraping at his skin as she touched him, everywhere. Her scent rose up and enveloped him. Surrounded by her, in her, Sam pushed them both to the brink of oblivion, and when she cried out his name, she held him tight and took him over the edge with her.
Six
Lacy stared up at the ceiling and, just for a second or two, enjoyed the lovely, floaty feeling that filled her. It had been so long since she’d felt anything like this. For the past two years, she’d forced herself to forget just how good it had always been between her and Sam. She’d had to, to survive his absence. Had to put it out of her mind so that she could try to rebuild her life without him.
Now he was back.
And in her bed.
God, how could she be such an idiot? Those lovely sensations of completion and satisfaction emptied away like water going down a tub drain.
“We should talk.”
A short, sharp laugh shot from her throat. “Oh, I so don’t want to talk about this.” She wanted to forget again. Fast.
He went up on one elbow, looked down at her, and Lacy steeled herself against the gleam in his grass-green eyes. If she wasn’t careful, her oh-so-foolish heart would slide gleefully right into danger. Why did he have to come back?
Why did he ever leave?
His jaw tight, he stared into her eyes and asked, “You’re still taking the Pill, right?”
She blinked at him. Not what she’d been expecting. Yet, now that he’d said it, a single, slender thread of panic began to unwind inside her. His words echoed over and over again in her mind, because now her stupidity had reached epic proportions. Sam Wyatt walked in her door and every brain cell she possessed just whipped away. Which explained why she hadn’t thought of protection. Hadn’t paid any attention. She really was an idiot.
“Since you just went white,” he said wryly, “I’m guessing the answer is no.”
“Well, now’s a great time to ask,” she muttered, wishing she could blame this situation on him, as well. But she was a grown-up, modern woman who took responsibility for her own body, thanks very much. So it was as much her fault as his that she was suddenly thinking she might be in really big trouble here.
“We didn’t do much talking before.”
“True.” She sighed and stared at the ceiling again. Easier than meeting his eyes. Easier than looking at him while she was wondering if she might have just gotten pregnant by her ex-husband. At that thought, she slapped one hand over her eyes.
Unprotected sex. She had never once—even at seventeen when she’d given Sam her virginity at the top of the mountain under a full, summer moon—been that reckless. Lacy was the careful one. The cautious one. The one who looked at every step along a path before she ever started down it. Now she couldn’t even see the path. Oh, this was a mistake on so many levels she couldn’t even count them all.
He pulled her hand aside and she looked at him.
“Now we have even more to talk about.”
“No thanks.” She didn’t want to have a conversation with him at all. And certainly not about the possibility of an unplanned baby. Oh, God.
No way would fate do that to her, right? Hadn’t it screwed with her life enough?
“No thanks?” He repeated her words with a snort of derision. “That’s not gonna cover it. We just had sex. Twice. With zero protection.”
“Yeah, I was there.”
“Damn it, Lacy—”
“Look,” she cut him off neatly and tried to get him off the subject, away from the thoughts that were already making her a little crazy. “It’s the wrong time for me. The odds are astronomical.” Please let her be right about this. “So don’t worry about it, all right?”
He didn’t like that. She could see the light in his eyes and recognized it. Sam Wyatt never had been a man to be told what to do and take it well.
“Yeah,” he said flatly. “That’s not gonna happen. I want to know when you know.”
