Returning For His Unknown Son (Mills & Boon Modern) by Tara Pammi
Author:Tara Pammi [Pammi, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2021-11-30T18:30:00+00:00
Christian knew the exact moment Priyaâs breathing changed and she gave herself over to sleep. Every rational voice in his head said he should untangle himself from her and maybe stand under an ice-cold shower. Yet again. He raised a hand to his hair and found it slightly shaking. His body screamed for release, his erection tenting the front of his sweatpants.
Instead he pushed himself up on an elbow and studied her to his heartâs content. Something he hadnât been able to do till now, with her perceptive gaze stalking him anytime he was close.
She looked so...right in his bed. Like nothing else had since his return. The image heâd been running toward in reality and in his nightmares.
Damp strands framed her forehead. Her lips were dark reddish brown and swollen. At her jaw, he saw the faint pink marks his beard had left when heâd kissed her. The worn out T-shirt hugged her breasts. Then there was the enticing strip of her midriff and those loose, low-slung shorts. The way she was lying hid the sexy tattoo.
So many new things about her âit would take him a lifetime to know them all. The strange thing was that he didnât mind the idea. Nothing in him recoiled as it did over so many things in his newly discovered life.
He ran a finger over her jaw, his thoughts unraveling faster than he could keep track of. Her taste in his mouth...was like magic that seeped through him, waking up deep desires heâd forgotten along with everything else. Wants heâd suppressed in order to survive. He trailed his finger over the rise and fall of her hips, loving the feel of her silky skin. Pushing damp tendrils from her forehead, he pressed a kiss to her temple.
It was a new beginning and he had to let the shadows of the past go. He had to let go of who he used to be. Being stuck in the past, searching for himself there, was useless. He had to look forward. And he would, too. He would be whoever he needed to be for Priya and his son. If all he could have of her was her friendship and this echo of their past relationship, he would make that enough. He had to. He didnât deserve anything more. He didnât dare even think of having more when he wasnât fully whole.
If only his mind would let him be, if only there were no fingers of doubt creeping inside his head every minute, if only he could somehow shed the visceral fear that he would wake up one morning and see nothing but strangers around him again...
Priya moaned in her sleep, as if tuned into the tension thrumming through his body again. He relaxed his fingers on her hips.
She sighed and tucked her feet between his calves, as if it were the most natural thing to do. As if theyâd spent the last eight years learning each otherâs patterns and rhythms. So easily and effortlessly reaching for him.
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