Page 87 of My Best Chance


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Ryan let out a breath. “I talked to Easton about renting out his river house this weekend.”

I shook my head, even as my heart leaped at the idea. “We don’t have to go away.”

“It’s the perfect time. We need a break from all of this.” He gestured around the room, but I knew he meant a break from Tiffany, worries about custody, and Corey’s upcoming hearing.

“What will you tell Jake?” I asked, still not letting myself get excited about the prospect of spending a weekend with Ryan and Corey.

Ryan chuckled without any humor. “He’s the one who told me to take some time off. So, it worked out.”

I winced. “I don’t want to lie to him anymore.”

Ryan held up his hand. “Give me this weekend, and then we’ll talk to him together.”

“I can do that.” I could give him one more week. It also gave Tiffany more time to make her move. Hopefully, by next week, we’d know more. Either it would be behind us entirely, or we were in for a bumpy few months.

If it was the latter, I might need to take a step back. The anticipation of him leaving was almost too much to bear.

Ryan moved closer, shifting our knees so he cradled mine between his. “I don’t want to talk about my ex or your brother anymore.”

I looked up at him and asked, “What do you want to talk about?”

He lowered his lips until they hovered teasingly over mine. “I don’t want to talk at all.”

Then his lips were on mine, his hand cupping the back of my head to angle me the way he wanted. I opened my mouth, letting his tongue slide in. Our tongues tangled together, and I reveled in the feeling of being with him.

I wanted more nights like this. Surprising Ryan at work with a pie, making out on the waiting room couch, going home and making love to him, spending weekends as a family together at a house on the river. If it could be my future, it would be heaven.

My heart soared at the vision, even as it seemed just out of reach.

He lifted me so that I straddled his legs.

We were playing a dangerous game by not telling my brother about us, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

I settled on his erection, his hands gliding under my blouse. I wanted him.

When I regained my senses, I pulled back slightly. “We shouldn’t do this here.”

No matter how much I wanted to. We were lucky the first time; we might not be so lucky the next.

He tipped his head to the side. “You’re right. Your place?”

I nodded jerkily as he lifted me until I was on my feet. My place was closer.

I straightened my shirt as he grabbed my hand, practically dragging me out the door. At the last second, he snagged the bakery box. With a wink, he pushed open the door with his back and said, “We might want to eat this in bed later.”

I couldn’t think of anything better than being sated from my orgasms, naked between the sheets while we ate apple pie. I’d worry about the possibility of crumbs and the fallout later.

I sensed Ryan wasn’t the guy I could keep forever. There were just too many obstacles, but I’d enjoy him while I could.

We jogged to my car, climbing in and buckling our seatbelts. The lights from the lot illuminated the hard lines of Ryan’s face and the soft scruff of his face.

He’s mine. If only for now.

When I pulled out of the lot, he interlaced his fingers with mine and kissed the back of my hand. He settled our joined hands on his rock-hard thigh. He was tense. Not with worry or tension, but with pent-up desire.

The knowledge coursed through me, turning my muscles to liquid. I was heady with the power I wielded over this man.

I drove quickly through the mostly empty streets and parked in a spot in front of my house.

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