Home Sweet Home by Sarah Title

Author:Sarah Title
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Fiction
Publisher: eKensington
Published: 2014-04-02T22:00:00+00:00

“I should go,” Jake murmured into her neck. Grace was glad he said it, because she was about to and she didn’t want him to get offended. He felt good, if a bit heavy, lying half on top of her, their sweat-slicked limbs tangled in the sheets. She could get used to this kind of entanglement.

Which was exactly why he needed to leave.

“Okay,” she said, and brushed the hair on the back of his neck. He had really good hair. It was thick and wavy and she liked that it was a little too long, because it gave her fingers something to play with as she worked up the energy to kick him out.

She looked over at the clock, but they had knocked it off the nightstand in their fervor. And what fervor. She stretched as best as she could underneath Jake, tilting her head back to look out of the open curtains. It was definitely late, and not quite early. He could probably get out unnoticed by Mrs. Wallace and her neighborhood watch.

“I should be able to avoid your neighbors if I go now. What time is it, anyway?”

She smiled up at him and he kissed her, hard and fast. He started to get up and she wanted to pull him back, to tangle the sheets up with him a little more, but she had to let him go. He was definitely trouble, and she was determined to avoid romantic entanglements.

Determined.

He climbed out of the bed, tripping over the sheets and pulling them to the floor. She sat up just enough to pull them back onto the bed. She was cold all of a sudden. She watched him step into his jeans, then look vaguely around the room for the rest of his clothes. His hair was sticking up in the places where she had toyed with it, and standing there, looking tired and a little confused in just his jeans, he was the most perfect combination of sexy and cute she had ever seen.

But she was determined.

She pointed to the back of the purple armchair in the corner. He smiled ruefully and retrieved his shirt, then quickly pulled it over his head. Hmph. Should have kept my pointing to myself, she thought. Then he bent down and found his boxers under the ottoman—how had they gotten under the ottoman?—and, shrugging, he stuffed them in his pocket. Oh, good Lord, she was never getting back to sleep now.

But she had to let the poor man out, so she rolled out of bed and grabbed her robe off the back of the door. He stuffed his feet into his shoes and followed her down the stairs. She started to open the door, but he pushed it closed, then pushed her up against it and kissed her so hard her insides rebelled and she wrapped her limbs around him.

“Good night,” he said, that crooked grin teasing her.

She unwound herself but kept her head close. “Good night,” she whispered, and kissed him on the nose.

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