Once and For All: An American Valor Novel by Cheryl Etchison

Author:Cheryl Etchison [Etchison, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-05-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

AS MUCH AS he hated to admit it, he’d missed his bed. His great, big, girlie bed. Yes, it had the softest, thickest mattress known to man. And he’d spent a shitload on the pillows alone. But after spending days, weeks, sometimes months living and sleeping in the crappiest of places on earth, Danny thought he’d earned a nice fluffy bed to come home to. Deserved it, really. Then he did the gentlemanly thing and offered it to his wife while he slept on the couch.

Such an idiot.

Knowing Bree would be in the shower a good ten, fifteen minutes despite her lack of hair anywhere, Danny stripped down to his boxer briefs and collapsed onto the bed. Hands tucked behind his head, he settled in and closed his eyes. Although the room was quiet, his mind was far from still. Images of Bree shuffled in his mind like a slideshow.

Bree wearing his T-shirt.

Bree in a towel.

Naked Bree.

And if that wasn’t enough, curly red-headed Bree with bright red lipstick on her gorgeous mouth. It was a look that made him instantly hard as he imagined her leaving a trail of red lipstick on his body as she worked his way from his mouth, down his chest, below his waist to his—

The bathroom door opened and Danny cracked one eye open to see light stream across the hall and into the bedroom, illuminating Bree’s path. Damn. He was just getting to the good part. But this was nice, too. A cloud of steam followed in her wake, carrying with it the same scent that had come to permeate every nook and cranny of his once stale apartment. He loved the smell, whatever it was. A blend of something citrus and sweet reminding him of lemonade and sugar cookies. But most of all, it always made him think of Bree, of her bright smile and sparkling eyes and freckles dotting her nose.

“Do you want me to turn out the light?” she whispered.

Danny closed his eyes and groaned, knowing his time in the big, comfy bed was nearing its end. “Nah. I’m getting ready to hop in the shower.”

But he found it impossible to move, much less make any real effort to get up.

Her hands punched and smacked the down pillows, fluffing them, before the bed dipped to his left as she climbed in. Although his eyes remained closed he could tell from her movements she was stretching out alongside him, the scent of her so very close now, bringing her warmth, as well. In his mind they were lying on a sandy beach somewhere instead of a crummy little apartment in Savannah.

“This bed is big enough for the two of us, Danny,” she whispered again, jolting him from his momentary dreamlike state. “There’s really no need for you to sleep on the couch.”

Good God. Her words were a song from heaven. An invitation from an angel.

Or maybe the devil’s temptation.

“I don’t mind the couch.”

Damn liar. He didn’t sound convincing even to his own ears.

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