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Was he regretting what we’d done? Or was he wanting to let go of any doubts or worries and do it again? My pussy clenched at the thought. I wasn’t done with him. I wanted more.
Jake held out a hand and helped me to sit. His expression was reverent, as if he couldn’t believe what had just happened.
I couldn’t either. For once in my life, I let go of any misgivings and just relished in the heat of the moment.
It was perfect.Hewas perfect.
He palmed my cheek and kissed me softly. It almost felt like a good-bye. I captured his wrist with my hand as if I could stop him from leaving.
The rain was still pounding outside, coming down in an unrelenting pattern.
“I want to be next to you. I want to feel you against my skin.” His tone was so sincere, I couldn’t deny him.
I tipped my head toward the car. “Inside?”
He easily lifted me, pulling open the rear-passenger door before setting me on my feet. I eagerly scrambled inside, wanting to be close to him, too.
I wish we were in a bed, but this was probably the closest we’d get. The rain was coming down too hard to make a run for it.
I sensed our time was reserved for the barn. It felt like we were on the inside of a snow globe, where nothing could penetrate. It made me think of the barn decorated with holiday lights for winter brides.
He climbed in next to me, and it took some maneuvering in the tiny space before he rested on his back with me on top of him.
His arm banded around me as he kissed my forehead.
After a minute, he asked, “You have any regrets?”
His voice rumbled through my ear, easing something deep inside me.
I lifted my head slightly so I could see his face. “No. You?”
“Nope.”
I lowered my head to his chest, closing my eyes. The entire evening was surreal. A moment I’d never forget. One more memory to attribute to this car.
He stroked my hair for a few seconds before he said, “I don’t think we can ever sell this car.”
I chuckled as I lifted my chin to rest it on his chest. “Why not?”
“It holds my favorite memory.”
Pleasure flowed through me at his honesty. He didn’t strike me as a guy to cuddle or offer sweet words after sex. A part of me hoped I was special. That this was different. That he felt the same potential as I did.
“I have to agree.”
“I want to stay here all night.”
“It’s not the most comfortable position, but I know what you mean.” The evening was perfect if you didn’t let reality set in. The one where we didn’t make sense or that he would never want more than this.
But for once, I set those worries aside, knowing I’d never get a better moment in time than this. I wanted to savor every second, remembering it like a slide reel for later when I was alone in my big, empty house.
“You have no idea how gorgeous you looked on the hood of my dream car,” he said softly.
“You only loved the car?” I teased, moving so my chin rested on my hand.
His lips tugged into a smile. “No. It was all you. The car was just an added bonus.”
The doubt inside me unfurled at his words. “Mmm. You’re good at this.”
