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“I’m sorry,” she apologized, shocking me. “I came here without thinking you’d be here, and I tricked you out of a good night’s rest for days even while knowing that you’re older and the couch would hurt you more because you’re older.”
“I’m not old,” I defended.
“You’re like fifty years old,” she replied almost immediately and frowned.
“Forty-four,” I clarified. “I’m not old and I’m a lot stronger than you’d imagine.”
She arched a brow softly, then her gaze drifted down my body and stirred a shiver in me. “All right fine, you do look fit for your age,” she admitted. “Anyway, my point is … I’m sorry. We should alternate who gets the bed. You get it for the next week, and I get it for the following one.”
“No!” I objected.
“I’m trying to be civil here, Tommy, because we’re like family.” She took a step closer, and it was my turn to back away out of instinct. I didn’t want her coming close. “No,” I refused again. “No … you should move out instead. Take the luxury I’m offering you or go back to Nashville. I hear there’s a Europe tour soon, so why are you here? Why are you here, Leah?”
For a second as she held my gaze, I thought she would say something to me. I saw the flicker of pain in her eyes though, and tears shimmered there before she averted her gaze from mine.
Leah licked her lips, sucked in a deep breath then forced on a smile again as she looked at me. Seeing only that flash of hurt made me feel guilty.
Was she going through something I didn’t know about? Did something happen in Nashville? Was Danielle all right?
“This isn’t about Danielle, is it?” I asked before I could stop myself. “Did something happen between you two? Did you girls fight? So that’s why you’re here?”
“Wh—what? No, we didn’t,” she replied quickly. “Danielle is my soul mate; we didn’t fight, and I didn’t get kicked out of the band if that’s what you’re thinking. I chose to leave.”
“You chose to leave,” I repeated, doubting her words, and not bothering to hide them. I rubbed my brow, then shook my head. “I don’t buy that.”
“It’s not your concern,” she bit back. “Look, let’s just try to stay peaceful, and keep our distance. That’s the most important thing … you and me … we should never slip up again. Ever.”
“Ever,” I agreed.
“Right,” she said with a nod, then our gazes locked again, and the tension sizzling snapped. I didn’t know who moved first, but in the next second, Leah was in my arms, and I was kissing her lips with fervent passion, wanting her to feel my growing hunger and need.
I rocked her body into mine and kept my hands on her hips. When she moaned into my mouth, I knew she was enjoying it just like me.
My hands moved down to her butt, and I grabbed them, groaned, then lifted her into my arms. Her legs went around my waist with ease, and I moved toward the couch.
Our decision to stay apart didn’t matter then. Leah was all I could think about. Her hands were on my bare chest now, and I undid the buttons of her shorts before setting her down on the couch.
I stared deep into her eyes as she panted. The unspoken words between us were like an agreement. I knew what would happen next, and Leah knew it too because she moved first, and pulled her t-shirt off in one swift move.
She was braless underneath it and seeing her round and perky breasts made my body tighten further. “Sweet Lord,” I grumbled, then went to her, tilted her head back, and plastered my lips to the base of her neck so I could kiss her there.
She moaned, moving over on the couch to allow more room for me, then parted her thighs again. Leah guided my hands to her breasts as I kissed her neck, then her lips again.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back … I wanted to take her with all the passion bursting alive inside me. I wanted to make love to her and feel her slender body move against mine.
My hands fumbled with her shorts till they slid down her legs completely. Then I lifted her off the couch again and found my way to the stairs. I climbed into the bed with her, then grounded my hips against hers so she could feel my hardness.
She nibbled on my lower lip, caressed my chest then drove her fingers into my hair.
I knew the night would be insanely passionate. Leah was a vixen; one I hadn’t ever thought about. Now, I was here in her arms, reveling in the pleasure she brought me with her slow movements and her soft hands on my skin.
Heat spiraled through me, my nerves hummed in anticipation of the pleasure she would bring me, and when she quivered in my arms, I took things to another level and found her wet core with my fingers.
Leah cried out when I caressed her tiny pleasure nub with my thumb. She rocked her hips and deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue into my mouth and taking all of me.
Her nails dug into my arm, and the pressure she mounted increased my arousal. I wanted to taste her, so I slowly trailed down kisses to her abdomen, then the apex of her thighs.
Leah’s eyes flew open when I slowly pulled down her panties. She met my gaze, nibbled on her lower lip, then flung her head back and moaned again. the image of her on my bed like that burned into my memory.
