Bourbon & Brawn: A Steamy Bodyguard, Second Chance Romance by Kristin Lee & Kissing Springs Book Babes

Author:Kristin Lee & Kissing Springs Book Babes [Lee, Kristin & Book Babes, Kissing Springs]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-11T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

BEAU

She keeps her lids closed as she cries. Her tears come faster and faster before she quietly utters the words I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear. “I’ll never be over you.” Her eyes flutter open at the end as I lose myself in her dark green eyes.

Why did I ask? I can’t stop the chain reaction of butterfly wings flitting through my body. Adrenaline. Love. Panic. She sees the fear in my eyes, the one element you never want your adversary to see because they take advantage of your weakness. Her hands skate up my arms burning me through my long-sleeved shirt.

My mouth descends over hers and the tender kisses are replaced with heavy lips, filled with so much need I might combust. I’m being careful as if I’m walking through the desert trying to avoid land mines.

My tongue swipes through her lips, seeking entrance to her warm mouth and she opens. Her tongue moves slowly as she moans. She tastes of black raspberries from the Chambord liqueur in the French martini she drank. It makes exploring her mouth again fantastic.

Her tears drip into my mouth. “Nessa, why are you crying?” I pull an inch away so I can see her face. “Isn’t this what you want?”

“What-if this is the last time we kiss?” She pauses, chewing on her lips. “I can’t put myself through rejection when you realize I’m still the same person that you left all those years ago.”

“I shouldn’t have walked away, not last week and not when we were eighteen.” The scratch and strain in my voice surprises me. Her eyes soften around the corners and her brows knit to the center.

I’m wading through a pool of regret watching her lips quiver and the tears roll. I’ll do the butterfly stroke across an ocean for her, burning my muscles with every stroke.

A memory of Vanessa cheering for me at a swim meet in her tiny Lululemon skort and a tank skitters through my mind. Her shapely legs and lightly sun-kissed skin set my fourteen-year-old self ablaze. We were fairly PG at that age. I had touched her breasts through clothes but never skin to skin. A smile tugs at my mouth at how badly I want her skin between my teeth—and under my body.

When she doesn’t say anything, my hands fall from her face. My fingers curl into hers as I walk backward through the opened glass door. She follows me without dropping her gaze. I don’t stop in the den, instead, I turn down the hall, turning the knob to my bedroom. Her feet stall as she surveys the room and me.

“Beau, you’ve always thought I was strong, but I’m not. I won’t be able to survive if you change your mind.”

I snake my arms around her waist and pull her flush against my chest. “Loving you has never been the problem.” We make that last step, crossing the threshold inside the bedroom. Our bodies sway to some imaginary music. With a knuckle under her chin, I mumble, “It’s true.

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