Foolish Regrets: A Slow Burn Friends to Lovers Romance by Jeana E. Mann

Author:Jeana E. Mann [Mann, Jeana E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943938773
Publisher: Ishkadiddle Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-06-13T16:00:00+00:00

After everyone had gone, Tucker stayed to clean up. We washed dishes together while Les picked up the living room. Abe prepared Hank for bed under the watchful eye of Hillary. I had to admit, Abe seemed more than capable, and Hank appeared to like him. The poor guy was exhausted by all the excitement and was asleep by the time Tucker went to leave.

I walked him to the front steps. “This was good,” I said, ducking my head. Expressing my feelings had never been easy, especially when they were so overwhelming. I was afraid to show how much his kiss affected me in case he didn’t feel the same. “For Hank, I mean. I haven’t seen him happy like that since—in a long time.”

“My pleasure,” Tucker replied. We stood toe to toe, not touching, but I could feel him in every part of my body, every nerve ending humming at his proximity. “He’s a good kid. I like helping him.”

“Your friends are nice. You didn’t tell me you hang out with celebrities.” I kept my tone light, but my fingers curled with the need to touch him.

“They’ve always been there for me. They’re good people to have in your corner.” He lifted a hand and stroked along the hollow of my cheek

My pulse beat a rapid tattoo in the curve of my neck. “I get the feeling you’re a good person to have in my corner too,” I replied, and before I could overthink it, I turned my face and dropped a kiss into his palm. His hand slipped to the back of my head, fingers digging into my nape. Our mouths snapped together in a hot, wet kiss. I fell back against the house. The wood siding bit into my back as he pressed me into the wall. Desire clenched all the muscles below my waist.

I gripped his back, feeling the ripple of muscle along his spine as he took my mouth, hard and possessive. One of his knees split my thighs. His free hand found my bottom and squeezed. The blatant outline of his erection nudged my tummy. For the first time in years, I allowed myself to want—make that need—more. My fingers tangled in his hair as our mouths grew more frantic.

“Wait.” The tortured emotion in Tuck’s voice cleared the fog of pleasure in my brain. He reared back, bracing an arm on the side of the house above my shoulder. “I can’t.”

A wave of crushing rejection bowled over me. For the second time that day, he was pushing me away. I dropped my hands to my side, feeling the sting of humiliation in the form of tears. Cody had pushed me away, said I was too clinging, too needy. I didn’t want to drive Tucker away also.

“It’s not you,” he said, his words textured and thick. He took a step back, and cool air filtered into the space between us. I shivered and wrapped my arms around my chest to hide the tight peaks of my nipples.

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