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“Let’s forget about all that and have some fun,” I say, nipping at her earlobe before I trail my fingers along her skin and press gentle kisses against her neck, our bodies tangling together in an embrace that soon turns into something more.
As our bodies writhe and twist in an intimate dance, we both forget sadness by solely focusing on each other and the pleasure we bring to one another.
21
AMANDA
A smile of satisfaction spreads across my face as I swallow the last of my warm black coffee. As I set it on the table near the window, a sense of tranquility washes over me, and I close my eyes to take in this moment. My body is relaxed and filled with pleasure.
Being in a relationship with Brian these past two months has been nothing but a dream come true. It’s been hard to find time during the week to see each other, but every Saturday evening, I make my way to Six-Pack and wait until closing. Then like clockwork, we head back to his place, leaving all of our work worries behind, and fill the rest of the night with passionate lovemaking, conversation, and laughter. He’s an absolute vision—sexy, loving, and oh so tender—that it seems like all of my dreams are coming true and then some. Romantic movie nights with him give me a sense of perfection. Cuddling up together, watching the silver screen is more than I could ever hope for us to have.
The thought of losing him devastates me; his condition has made my future unsure too and the idea of him dying causes panic to course throughout my body, so I search for something to focus on.
My eyes float through the living room and land on the photo frame on a shelf next to the bookcase. I gaze at the wedding picture of his parents and I can’t help but be awestruck. The love radiating from the photo is palpable as they pose in a tender embrace. I feel my heart flutter as I take in his father’s charismatic smile and eyes, which sparkle like sapphires. When my gaze shifts to his mom, my heart skips a beat when I take in how she gazes up at her towering husband, eyes filled with pure admiration. If dictionaries had photos to match their definitions, this one should go right under the word ‘love.’
But as perfect as their love seemed, it was cruelly snatched away, raising questions if ours will too? Am I willing to accept that possibility? No, definitely not! But walking away is out of the question for me; Brian and I are bonded together by emotions too strong to break apart. So I guess all I can do is live with this fear and pray that life will be kind enough to grant us a happy future.
“Here you are.”
My eyes shoot up to the man—only wearing boxers—walking toward me. A beautiful grin spreads on his lips, lighting up his sleepy face. God, that right there is the definition of sinfully sexy.
He wraps his arms around my waist and I let my fingertips trace along his stubbled jawline as his hands flame across my back, never losing eye contact with those captivating depths.
A ringing phone breaks the moment. “Shit, I need to take this. It’s my mom.”
“Take it,” I say. “I’m making coffee. I need another caffeine boost.”
He gazes at me with a twinkle in his eye and whispers, “Your nipples say something else. They scream for my attention, Miss Brown.”
I glance down at the two round peaks pressing against the fabric.”
“Well, they’ll have to wait, Mr. Fox.” I turn away to hide my reddening cheeks and hard nipples. But his cocky chuckle tells me he knows what he’s doing to my body.
I give him a brief wave with my hand, but as I turn away from him, I hear him answer the phone.
“Hey, Mom.” A few moments later, he hums. “Yeah, sure, I’ll fix it. See you in a bit.”
As I turn, Brian stands before me, his expression tender but troubled.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
He nods with a small smile. “My mom needs help with one of the lights in her garage and asked me to come over and take a look.”
I prepare his coffee in silence, watching as his brow furrows in thought. When it’s ready, I offer him the mug brimming with steaming liquid.
“Here you go,” I say, “just the way you like it.”
He looks up at me, his eyes searching mine. Like he’s unsure of something.
“Will you come with me? Meet my mum?”
My heart thumps against my ribcage at the invitation.
“Of course,” I say, touched by his gesture. “I’ve seen her maybe once or twice, but never had the chance to really talk to her.”
With another genuine smile, he takes my hands into his and brings them up to his lips. He places soft kisses on my knuckles before looking deep into my eyes with an intensity that leaves me breathless.
“I’ve never introduced a woman to my mom. And I avoided my mom talking to you because I assumed she would talk to you about her worries regarding my bachelor status.”
