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It’s close tofive p.m. by the time I make it to Coen’s. I actually went to my house first to shower as some of the properties we looked at required quite the hike. I went ahead and put on a little makeup and a pretty dress, though I don’t know why.
Maybe a last hurrah with Coen.
It sure feels like that.
When I knock on the door, he doesn’t yell for me to come in but is there, sweeping the door open, hauling me into his arms.
A hard kiss robs me of my breath, and then I’m in his room.
We’re naked.
He’s all over me, and I can’t think straight. He presses his face between my legs, slips fingers inside me, and is ruthless in his quest to make me come over and over again.
When he finally slides inside, I feel like crying because it’s all so beautiful and fleeting at the same time. Coen murmurs sweet words peppered with the filthiest things, and when he finally comes with a loud groan of relief, I tumble again right along with him.
Back to earth and breathing regularly, I turn on my side and face Coen. Tucking my hands under the pillow, I ask, “Tell me all about Pittsburgh.”
He gives me the play-by-play of his trip, which included a pickup game, an afternoon of packing up his condo, and dinner with the guys, which resulted in his decision to return to the game, and a long evening of unpacking everything he’d boxed up earlier.
“Want to know something funny?” he asks softly.
I can’t help but smile. “Yeah.”
“I didn’t need those guys to tell me what they did to get me in a place where I could return.”
“You didn’t?”
He shakes his head. “You’d already convinced me of it. The whole time they were validating me—which was amazing, don’t get me wrong—all I could think was that this was everything you’d already said. And I’d already chosen to believe you because I trust you. It’s been a long time since I’ve trusted anyone like that.”
Good thing I’m lying down or I might have swooned. I want to bask in the tenderness of his eyes, and I want to see his beautiful smile again. But he leans in, kisses me fast and hard—his signature move—and rolls out of bed.
His kisses confuse me because even though they might be swift at times, those are the ones that clearly reveal affectionand care. That kiss didn’t have a damn thing to do with sex and everything to do with him wanting to show me something.
“I’ll start the grill. Want to put the salad together?”
“Sure,” I reply, sliding off the mattress and reaching for my clothes.
“Stay naked,” he says, and my head jerks up.
“Stay naked?”
“I want you naked and convenient. I expect I might want to take advantage of it before we get dinner on the grill.”
I smirk as I pull my dress over my head. “Nice try.”
Coen flashes an evil grin. “You can put that dress back on, but trust me, if I want you naked, I’ll get you naked.”
A shiver runs up my spine. I don’t doubt him one bit. And if he wants to strip me down and bend me over the kitchen table or some other deliciously sexy thing, I won’t say no. I don’t know what the immediate future looks like.
We haven’t talked about it, but I know we will. I have no clue if he’ll head back to Pittsburgh now or stay the rest of the summer.
I have no clue if our expiration date is up tonight or in a month, but I will find out.
And then I’ll deal.
CHAPTER 26
Coen
