Never His: A Second Chance Romance (Second Chances Book 1) by Amelia Wilde

Author:Amelia Wilde [Wilde, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-11-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Addison

Something is bothering Brett.

I stop at home first on Friday night. I’m confident he won’t be going anywhere soon—the lights are blazing from every room in his house. He must be working on a project. Several projects, probably. For some reason, this house has absolutely taken over his life. He spends every waking hour working on it.

While I stand in the shower washing the stress of the day from my skin, I wonder if he’s going to put up a fight when I try to coax him out of working the rest of the evening. I probably shouldn’t do that. If he wants to work on his house all night, who am I to stop him?

But my heart beats hard in my chest, aching with the need to be near him, to be touching him. Maybe it’s pathetic, but after all these years, I just have the sense that there’s no time to waste. That our time together might not be as endless as we hope it will be.

I step out of the shower and towel off, then reach for the blow dryer. I’ll give him some extra time before I show up on his doorstep.

The hair dryer whines, the heat pleasant against my head and shoulders. I won’t bother him if he doesn’t want to be bothered. I’ve lived this long without him. I can spend nights by myself. What’s one more?

His hands on my body, though…I shiver at the thought of him running his rough palms over the smooth skin at my waist, gripping tightly to my hips. My pulse flutters. I want to run my own fingertips over his skin—over his shoulders, his chest, his cut abs, and right down to—

I turn off the hair dryer with a snap, then reach for my makeup bag. I doubt we’ll be going out tonight—Brett has seemed stretched thin lately, and the idea of putting on anything but yoga pants makes my skin crawl—but I still want to take it up a notch from my regular lounge uniform of absolutely no makeup and probably no bra either, just because I’m that into him.

Six minutes later, I’m grabbing my purse and heading out into the cool September night.

At his door, I knock twice. No answer. My heart picks up the pace and I take a deep breath. He’s just busy, that’s all. If I was working on home repairs all day, I’d probably have some music playing, too, although I don’t hear anything coming from behind the door.

On the third try, he yanks the door open and looks at me, eyebrows pulled together, frowning.

I hold both my hands up. “If you’re too busy, I can go right back across the driveway.” I smile widely at him, warmth spreading through my chest. Damn, I want to be with him. Damn, I love him, even when he’s…well, like this, distracted and…I don’t know what else.

He finally seems to recognize me, reaching over the threshold and pulling me into him. He smells like fresh paint and sandpaper.

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