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My mind hiccups at the word we’re. Both of us, as if we’re a couple. I haven’t been part of a we’re in a long time, and I forgot how much I loved it. To be a we, not a me.
The woman carries on about how she loves to come to downtown Lake Starlight to all the little shops and restaurants and how much her kids love Founder’s Day with the carnival and parade.
Van smiles and agrees, although he hasn’t had to endure Founder’s Day yet and probably won’t since it happens in spring. My family puts it on for the town and I end up on a float, singing. It hasn’t really been the same since Great-Grandma Dori died, but now there’s a picture of her and great-grandpa Phillip on one float and my grandparents’ picture on another. One day they’ll have to start combining the floats because there are just too many of us Baileys.
“Ready?” I whisper, unable to stop my mind from swirling and really wanting to be alone with Van.
“Warm enough?”
I nod, although I could stay in here all day.
“You two make a great couple. Have a safe trip back to Lake Starlight,” the woman says, waving.
We both smile and wave back, but I wrap my towel around myself, put on my boots, and tell Van I’ll change in the truck.
We make a run for the truck, and Van starts it immediately, cranking the heat. I climb into his lap and straddle him, pressing my body against his. Thankfully, we had to park a little out from everyone else since the parking was full when we arrived.
“Whoa,” he says.
“Didn’t you hear what that lady said? This is how we’re supposed to stay warm, body heat.”
“Definitely, but we should take off our wet clothes first.”
I kiss his neck, running my body up and down on his as if I’m a cat with an itch I can’t scratch. “Then strip me, Van,” I say softly, and he inhales deeply.
His fingers skim my skin around my back and untie both sets of strings. I draw back and allow the fabric to fall off my body. Van watches with avid interest once I’m bared to him.
“Put your hands on me. Warm them up.”
“My pleasure.” He does just that, his big hands molding to my tits and brushing my nipples.
I moan from the pleasure of his touch on my body. But I want more. I’m eager to feel all of him. “I want you.”
“Here?” His eyes widen. “Brinley…”
I draw back from him and cradle his cheeks in my hands. I smile at how concerned he looks. I didn’t think it would be like this either, but I don’t need rose petals and champagne and a king-size bed. “I just want you. Please.”
He stares at me for a long beat, and I expect him to refuse me, say it should be special or some crap, but he thumbs toward the back seat. “Get in the back,” he says with authority.
Hot damn. I smash my lips against his, giving it everything I have to tell him he made the right choice. That it doesn’t matter where, as long as it’s him and me.
I strip my mouth off him because I’m eager for what’s to come. I crawl in the back, lay down the towel, and take off my swim bottoms. He hurriedly gets out and joins me in the back, then takes off his boxer briefs and lays them on the floor before his body lies over mine.
I moan, my hands running up and down his back. “You feel so good.”
He pushes the hair off my forehead. “Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
He nods as if he’s convincing himself, then he lowers his weight onto me and places his lips on mine. It’s the starting gun because slow and sure is not going to be the pace of this race. This one will be a sprint to the finish.
Twenty-Four
Brinley
His body is all hard planes and strength, but his hands are pure magic.
“I don’t have anything with me,” he whispers. “I’m not prepared.” Disappointment weeps from his eyes, but I have a feeling it’s more because he’s letting me down than for his benefit.
