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But the feeling of being in love was beautiful. Nicer than she had ever thought or imagined it to be.
Will he ever admit to loving me back? Does he?
“Wait? Where are you headed?” she said, noticing when the phone dipped that he was fully dressed—leather jacket and all.
“Open the door.”
She sat upright as her heart hammered and her stomach tightened. “Huh?” she said softly, tentatively tossing the covers back from her body. “Don’t joke. It’s not funny.”
Cole chuckled and the twinkle in his gray-blue eyes against his shortbread-brown complexion was magnetic. “My bad. Sorry,” he said.
She made a face and flopped back onto her pillows. “Got my hopes up, Cole Cress,” she chastised him.
He just shrugged one broad shoulder.
Jillian arched a brow. “Wait. Huh?” she said as she straightened. “Are you here or not?”
“Am I?”
Jillian ended the call and rushed from her bed. Her bare feet lightly beat against the hardwood flooring as she rounded the corner, jetted down the hall, and snatched the front door open just as naked as the day her mother had pushed her into the world. But the hall was empty, and her disappointment stung.
Shoving the door to swing it closed, she turned. “I am going to tell Cole Cress something about tricking me!” she muttered, now in an intolerable lousy mood.
“Tell me to my face.”
She spun.
Cole leaned in the doorway, his arm keeping the door from actually closing.
She covered her shock well and leaned against the wall to eye him. “You came this far, come a little bit more,” she said in a sultry voice as she beckoned him with a wiggle of her index finger.
He nodded and hung his head for a moment before looking up to take in her nudity. His eyes smoldered and seemed to darken in color. “I flew across the country just to spend your day off with you,” he countered.
A playful battle of wills.
“I can’t believe you’re here,” she said, looking down the length of the hall at him as she fought like hell not to run and collide into him.
“Meet me halfway,” he offered.
Jillian pushed off the wall and slowly walked to the midway point between them. She loved how his eyes did not miss the sway of her hips or her breasts. She was already bold and confident, but his attention made her feel simply divine. And when he stepped inside to close the door, dropped his leather duffel bag and then all of his clothing to join her mess on the floor, she gave him the same ogling—enjoying every moment and movement of his strong muscled frame.
It was the sway of his member back and forth across his thighs that was her undoing, and she moved to him, taking the inches into her hand as he encased her in his embrace and tasted her lips with hunger as she stroked him to hardness.
Cole picked her up, and she clung to his neck, pressing kisses to his shoulder as she guided him to her bedroom.
Atop her on the middle of the bed, and in her deeply, he made fierce love to her. Her fears were quieted and she felt hopeful this man—this beautiful, loyal and charming man—would be hers.
Long after explosive climaxes that had evoked cries from them both, she lay against his chest with her bent legs atop his and enjoyed the up and down movement of his chest as he took deep breaths meant to sustain him after such an exhaustive workout.
“What will we do tomorrow?” Jillian asked as she stroked her thumb across one of his flat brown nipples.
Cole lightly rested a hand on her buttocks and gave it a tap as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Whatever you want. I just have a Zoom meeting with my team around nine, and then I’m yours for the rest of the day,” he said, his deep voice seeming to rumble in his chest against her ear.
And hopefully for longer than that.
That thought caused her to stiffen in surprise. Love for Cole—she had accepted that fact. But more? Marriage? Forever? That was new. And startling.
“How’s the revamp coming?” she asked, seeking a hiding place from her thoughts.
