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Blake’s arms wrapped loosely around her waist, holding her. “I am. I’m just trying to put the past to rest and don’t want it dragged up all the time.”
His lips found the skin of her neck, just below her chin, and she released an involuntary shiver.
“Hmm, you like that? How about here?”
He lifted her hair, and his mouth moved farther back, nipping lightly.
Hannah clenched her thighs together as a shock shot her straight between her legs.
Blake’s hand came up to cup the back of her neck, then he pulled her down, and she opened her lips as his covered hers. Hannah wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, running her hands along his nape and over his shoulders. She didn’t want to be mad at Blake, not when she knew he was going through a lot and trying. Trying for her.
Blake’s hand crept up to cover her breast, and she gasped into his mouth, pressing closer into his touch. As he squeezed and played with her, she wiggled on top of him, pressing her butt against the hard bulge of his dick. She could feel her panties dampen, and a heavy throb started pounding as she longed to get closer, seeking relief.
Blake broke the kiss, pressing his mouth against hers once, a brief, chaste peck before laying his head on her chest. Hannah’s hands slid down his back, and she leaned her cheek against the top of his head, trying to slow her racing heart and raging hormones.
“I’ll try to keep my temper in check from now on.”
Hannah ran a hand over the top of his head. “Okay.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
WHEN HANNAH WALKED into her apartment on Thursday evening, all she wanted to do was see to Milo’s needs and bury herself in her bed. It had been an exhausting week, between Dale’s and school. Plus, she was already grouchy that she hadn’t gotten to spend time with Blake since Sunday. He was busy with Charge and preparing to move, and although he’d come into the diner and they’d talked on the phone every night before bed, she’d wanted longer than a few stolen moments behind Dale’s, making out.
Hannah had just finished taking Milo out when her phone started ringing. When she saw that it was Blake, she slid her finger across t
he screen and answered in what she’d hoped was a semi-awake voice.
“Hey, Blake.”
“Hey, what are you doing right now?” he asked.
“I just got home. I grabbed some Mexican food on the way and was going to eat dinner, then go to bed.”
“Man, are you really tired? Because I have something I really want to show you, but if you’re exhausted—”
“No, I’m fine,” she lied.
“Fantastic. Do you mind if I swing by and get you in a half hour?”
“Well, sure, but what—”
“It’s a surprise. See you soon.”
Hannah got off the phone and proceeded to scarf down her burrito like a Hoover vacuum. When she finished, she hopped up and raced to her room, Milo hot on her heels, barking excitedly.
She reapplied deodorant and pulled off her comfy teacher sweater, searching for something else to wear. She finally settled on a scoop-necked red T-shirt and a black open sweater. Spraying herself down with her body spray, she barely had time to brush her teeth before there was a knock at her door.
Milo barked and growled at the door, and Hannah scooted him back with her foot so she could open it.
Blake stood on the other side, holding a bouquet of assorted roses, that knee-weakening smile on his face.
“Hey, Han. Ready to go?”
“Yeah, just let me put Milo in his crate.”
Blake walked inside and closed the door while she pulled out a puppy Milk-Bone and led Milo into his cage. When she turned around, Blake held the roses out to her.
“These are for you. I’m sorry that it’s been mostly phone contact and me coming into the diner to see you. I’ve missed you.”
