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She wouldn’t need an overnight bag. He had everything ready for her. The last time she stayed over, the night of her wedding, they did fine. Things had progressed since.
Rick slipped on his best button-down, straightened his hair, and trimmed the shadows on his jaw. Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn’t believe the deal he’d got. He wasn’t on the verge of losing hope that Charlie would never give him anotherchance, but how she came to him, so beautiful and forgiving, ate him away. He wasn’t going to fuck things up to that degree, ever.
Seeing Charlie with another man sparked something in him. The gut-wrenching possessiveness spurred his primal instincts to claim her back. It was unsettling having her smile taken from him. And to see her give that smile to someone else, that was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Jealousy was a powerful emotion. So powerful it could be dangerous if not controlled. But he controlled it. He couldn’t start something with Charlie based on jealousy, so he needed to be sure before pursuing her. When days passed without feeling any better, he bit the bullet and went for it, and went after her. And it had to be one of the best decisions he’d ever made.
Once she was back in his arms, he could breathe again.
The doorbell interrupted his internal musing. He checked his watch and found her to be fifteen minutes early. Excitement kicked as he glanced in the mirror one last time. His hair was a slightly damped, but he could pass.
Making his way to the door, he pulled it open. Whatever composure he had before was knocked out of him seeing how Charlie looked tonight.
She wassmoking.
The strappy dress she had on barely covered anything. Bright red hugged every curve of her body, stopping at her knees with a teasing slit. The low neckline left room for her cleavage to nearly break free. Her hair was curled back and looked mighty fancy on her. A pair of pearl earrings hung from her earlobes, and the light shading of her eyes and red lipstick finished the look.
His insides squeezed. How was he going to make it through dinner with her looking likethat?
“Hi,” she said, those luscious lips curving into a smile. “I hope I’m not too early.”
Hell, no.
“No, you’re right on time.” His voice sounded shaky. “I just finished with the pasta.”
“Pasta.” She licked her lips, and his guts pulled again. “Can I come in?”
“Yes, of course.” He drew the door in and took her hand to pull her inside.
The moment he shut his door, Charlie stepped out of her heels and walked into his arms, melding her sweet body against him. He almost groaned, feeling how soft she was, and pleaded for his boner to stay down.
“I missed you,” she said, raking a hand over his hair. “I don’t just mean today.”
A smile was all he could offer before he bent down to kiss her. Her raspy voice was hard to resist, and he found his restraint already breaking.
“I missed you, too.” He lifted off from her, reminding himself to be a gentleman. “Hungry?”
Her eyes blazed with mischief, and the way she bit her lower lip while staring at him told him she had something else in mind.
“I am,” she started. “But what do you think about starting on dessert? I know you worked hard on the pasta?—”
“I didn’t work hard at all,” he cut her off before scooping her into him for a captive kiss. She shrieked at the brusqueness before giggling between kisses. “You’ve only read my mind, baby.”
He hauled her off the ground before walking away from the foyer. She clung with her legs wrapped tightly behind his thighs. As she smothered kisses on his neck, he had to bring himself to get to his bedroom without knocking into anything.
Charlie grounded against him, spurring him on. His dick was screaming with anticipation. How could he ever have thought they were too different? She seemed to be on the same wavelength as he was. Food was far from his mind now.
Kicking open the door of his bedroom, he set her down before claiming her mouth and sucked. Hands holding her jaw to lock heron him, he wanted to swallow her like he did in his dreams that left him in pain.
“Rick. Is this really happening now?” Charlie whimpered as he lowered his kisses down to her neck and collarbone.
He pushed off the straps of her dress without stopping his exploratory journey on her skin. “It’s happening. It’s so fucking happening.” Tugging the straps further down, he dragged the front of her dress to reveal a lacy white bra. The cups were so translucent he could see her dark nipples peeking at him.
“Shit, I’ve been waiting for this.” His restraint shattered, unable to wait another second. “I need to see you naked, Charlie. I want to see everything.”
Rick edged her toward the bed until she sat down. She helped him shove her dress down, then unclasped her bra from behind. Her breasts were released, full and heaving as she breathed.
“Rick,” she moaned when his hands gently squeezed her soft mounds, fingers plucking her nipples. “Please hurry.”
