Second Chance Christmas by Tracy Solheim

Author:Tracy Solheim [Solheim, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949270099
Publisher: Tracy Solheim

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

JANE WOKE THE following morning, tugging at the sheet for warmth. Ryan McAlister may be an All-Star lover, but he was also a champion blanket hog. Careful not to wake him, she used her foot to drag an afghan up over her exposed skin. As she snuggled into its warmth, she studied the complex man sleeping beside her.

His body could only be described as a work of art. All of the McAlister men were handsome, but Ryan’s chiseled physique elevated him to a different status. And, oh my, what he could do with that body was also of a different realm. Her skin grew warm just thinking about the way his talented hands aroused her body with the same finesse he employed on the baseball diamond. She understood now why a woman would crawl out on the balcony of a high-rise apartment in the hopes of reaching his bedroom.

His sandy hair was, as usual, a mess. She bit back a grin remembering how she’d likely made it that way. His stubborn chin was relaxed in sleep, making him look more self-assured than the man who liked to hide behind a cocky mask. She’d caught glimpses behind that façade this past week, and she’d been pleasantly surprised by the sensitive, caring man he genuinely was.

Not only that, but she couldn’t have imagined a better lover to help her chase away the memories of Scott. Ryan was exuberant and playful, keeping their lovemaking light and uncomplicated. He made no secret that he desired her, making her feel valued and sensuous. A lump formed in her throat just thinking of all the other women Ryan had likely made feel the same way. Not to mention the women he’ll make feel that way in the future. He was generous with his affection, and she was grateful he had thrown some of that affection her way. She wasn’t so self-absorbed to think it was anything more than just “scratching an itch,” as he had said. But she couldn’t help thinking that he would make some woman very lucky someday.

Someone younger.

Less uptight.

With less baggage.

Just not her.

Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, ripping her out of her pity party. Ryan threw an arm over his face with a groan. Jane had to practically crawl over him to get her phone. He groaned again when she landed on his morning erection.

“Oh, God. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she said, unsure where to put her hands while frantically reaching for her phone.

He intercepted her wrist and wrapped her fingers around his arousal.

“Ignore the phone,” he said, daring her through the fringe of his long eyelashes. “They’ll text back if it’s important.”

“I can’t,” she whispered, wishing she could. “It might be about Henry.”

He hesitated a moment before nodding in understanding. With a heavy sigh, he lifted her fingers from his now throbbing member and pressed a kiss to her palm before handing her the phone. She leaned down and brushed a quick kiss across his lips.

“We’re not going anywhere,” he said with a pat to the sheet tented over him.

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