Love Rebuilt by Delancey Stewart

Author:Delancey Stewart
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-14T00:00:00+00:00

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Dinner was phenomenal. Connor was an amazing cook, and once the questions that had lingered between us were answered, it felt like we were starting on a clean page.

“Are you sorry you didn’t save that wine for some important occasion?” Connor was finishing the last sips of his second glass.

I shook my head. “Not even a little bit. I’m glad I got to share it with someone who could appreciate it.” I smiled at him. “I’m glad I didn’t open it by myself and drink it with ramen, having no idea what a crime I was committing.” I mentally slapped myself for bringing up the word ‘crime,’ but Connor seemed to take it in stride.

We sat together on the couch before the fire, closer than we’d ever been. Our legs pressed together on the couch, and his hand rested lightly on my knee, his fingers moving slowly back and forth. It was comfortable, but a thread of tension wove between us and I realized I wanted him to lean in, maybe kiss me. An anticipation I hadn’t felt in years circled through me and as much as it made me slightly giddy, I was enjoying the sensation.

“Do you ever feel like we’ve known each other a long time?” Connor asked, squinting an eye as he turned to look at me.

I thought about that. There was something very familiar about him, but I couldn’t necessarily say it was because I felt I knew him. I hadn’t really begun to feel like I knew Connor until tonight. “I’m not sure.” I smiled, not sure if I should admit what was on my mind. “There’s something about you that is really familiar. But I wonder if it’s because I’ve always had kind of a thing for men with red hair,” I said quietly.

His eyebrows went up and then a sexy smile spread across his face, making a dimple appear on his cheek. “Is that right?” His hand on my knee became more assertive, the pressure firmer, the thumb moving in a circle along my thigh.

I wanted more. I wanted to kiss him, to press myself into his arms, but I knew I wouldn’t. Even with several glasses of wine in me, I wasn’t the most confident woman when it came to intimacy. Jack had pretty much killed what confidence I might have had with his lack of enthusiasm for almost anything I tried in that arena.

My nerves were tingling, my stomach tightened, and I struggled with myself. Connor was touching me, an indication of interest, right? I should have been able to lean in, to encourage him—but the time I’d spent with Jack, when I hadn’t realized he was actually much more with someone else than with me, it had warped my perception. I didn’t trust the signals I thought I was getting. And I didn’t know if kissing Connor Charles was the right thing, at least right now.

Connor seemed unfazed by my hesitation. “May I?” he asked softly, lifting a hand to my jaw and hesitating until I nodded, then softly cupping my cheek.

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