Missing From Me (Sixth Street Bands Book 3) by Jayne Frost

Author:Jayne Frost [Frost, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sixth Street Press
Published: 2017-10-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Anna

I rubbed my swollen eyes as I sat up in the dark room. Pitch dark, thanks to the blackout drapes. Which meant I was in Sean’s bed. But when I looked around he wasn’t there.

He left without saying goodbye?

Gasping for air, my hand flew to my throat. I’d been here before. Maybe the room was different, and yes, Sean would be back, but still, he left without a goodbye.

After last night, and all the crying at Melissa’s, I didn’t think I had any tears left. But then they were there, tiny droplets of despair, stinging my eyes and falling onto my cheeks. I tasted them on my lips.

The door flew open, spilling light into the room.

“Baby, what is it?” Sean’s face swam into view as he knelt in front of me. “Did you have a nightmare?”

I threw my arms around his neck. “I thought you were gone.”

I cursed my stupidity. Because, holy hell, it was true. I was in love with him. Maybe I’d never stopped loving him. But this was different. This was that old kind of love. The one that bound us so tight it eventually snapped and drove Sean away.

I’m done. With you and this town.

He stroked my hair and smiled. “I fell asleep in the chair in Willow’s room.”

Spotting his duffel bag and backpack by the door, my survival skills kicked in.

I made a move to break our contact, but Sean had other ideas. His mouth crashed into mine. The kiss was hungry, bordering on desperate. He eased me onto my back, his hands skimming my thighs and caressing my stomach. He grunted, pushing my loose T-shirt up to my neck.

In between pressing hot kisses to my breasts, he murmured, “I don’t want to go.”

Floating back to earth, I blinked at the ceiling. “What?”

Sean pushed onto his elbows. “I don’t want to go. I mean it.”

Our eyes met and I cupped his cheek. “You have to go. It’s your job.”

It pained me to say it, but it was the truth.

He leaned into my touch. “Come with me.”

The words tumbled out, impulsive. Hasty. And then his lips touched mine, lightly this time.

Sean kept us connected, our tongues twisting and tangling while he stripped off his shorts. He yanked my T-shirt over my head and then I buried my face in the crook of his neck while he fumbled around for a condom on the nightstand.

With those magic hands, Sean was sheathed and inside me in seconds.

“Fuck, baby.” He panted. “Come with me.”

I wasn’t sure if he was talking about the sex or the trip or both, but I wrapped my legs around his waist, determined to hold on. A few deep thrusts from this angle and the pressure on my swollen nub sent me flying.

“I love you, Anna-baby,” he grunted as I spiraled to the bottom.

My body tingling from his words and the last gasps of my orgasm.

Sealing my mouth over his, I swallowed the declaration. Even if it were true, it didn’t mean as much as it should, because what had love done for us in the past? Not a damned thing.

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