One Week of Summer by Amber Rides

Author:Amber Rides [Rides, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-11-12T00:00:00+00:00

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On the way into town, I hadn’t noticed before that the car was too small and too big at the same time.

Every time Teekay shifted gears, his hand brushed my knee. The edge of his fingers rubbed my smooth, bare skin and I could barely thinking about anything else.

Ridiculous questions plagued me.

Why wasn’t the space between us smaller?

Shift. Brush. Shift. Brush.

A fire lit where his fingers landed and each time they touched me again, it was like a fan to the flames. I stifled a little moan and kept my gaze out my side window so he wouldn’t read my face and know my desperate thoughts.

Shift. Brush. Shift. Brush.

There was no escaping the rush of want that coursed through me.

Why wasn’t the space between us bigger?

Shift. Brush. Shift. Brush.

But other than that, his hands didn’t cross to my side.

He racedthrough the streets with practiced ease and got us back to the winding, hillside road that led to his house entirely too fast to be safe.

We reached our destination in what I was sure was record time. Teekay brought the car to a screeching halt in the driveway and, without looking at me, ordered, “Out!”

I complied with his commanding tone automatically and even though I was quick to extract myself from my seat, Teekay was already halfway to the front porch by the time I’d closed my car door.

I had to scurry to keep up.

But when he reached the door and held it open, I slowed. He’d remained silent through the drive and he was silent now. But his eyes were burning, dark and fierce.

I reached the door at what felt like a crawl, heat building with each step.

When my foot hit the threshold, I half-expected to burst into flames. But Teekay just moved aside so I could enter, then shut the door behind me.

He spun me so that my arms were crisscrossed over my chest and held in place by his own hands. He spread my thighs with his knee and pulled me a little closer. His leg slid between my legs, making me shake with an indescribable need.

“Do you still want me to kiss you?” he asked.

“Yes,” I whispered back.

“Good.”

He unfolded my arms and guided my palms to his lower back. He brought both his hands to my face and tilted it up gently. He leaned down and kissed me so softly I almost couldn’t feel it. Then, far too quickly, he took a tiny step away from me. His finger came up and trailed a hot pattern across the pasta-sauce splatters on my chest.

“First things first,” he said. “Let me clean up the mess I made.”

“Clean it up?”

“Yep.”

He scooped me up then, just as he had at the beach, and carried me up the stairs, two at a time. By the time we reached the top, my lungs were burning as if I was the one carrying him, and my body was alive with the idea of what he might do.

Teekay shouldered open his bedroom door and headed straight for the bathroom.

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