The Redemption of Emma Devine by Nancee Cain

Author:Nancee Cain
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Serrated Edge Publishing
Published: 2019-06-02T00:00:00+00:00

David rubbed his eyes and blew out a slow, torturous breath. Dealing with Emma was like approaching an unbroken horse or an abused dog. Skittish didn’t begin to describe her. Thank God, she’d gone to change. That wet T-shirt had accented every glorious inch of her beautiful breasts.

Although the glimpse had been brief, visions of Emma naked had plagued his dreams since the infamous snake incident a few weeks ago. Tonight, his resolve to build their relationship on more than a physical attraction had rapidly deteriorated. Was he that weak a man? He’d wanted to throw her down on the couch and make love to her, which would have been a colossal mistake. Her relationship with their daughter was progressing better than he could have hoped. He could tell Emma loved being with Kenzie, and the feelings were reciprocated. Awkward at first, Emma now seemed more comfortable in her role of mother. And he found himself looking forward to her daily visits. He’d been a bit jealous on more than one occasion when Kenzie received all her attention. He’d found his interest in Emma to be more than her as the mother of his child.

Her confusion was his fault. But he needed time.

Time to get his raging need for her under control.

Time to make her understand he wasn’t like the creeps she was used to.

Time to be sure having her back in Kenzie’s life was the right thing.

Time to make sure she wasn’t going to ditch him and Kenzie and run again.

Time to make sure she was ready to accept love and be in a healthy, full-fledged relationship. He still wasn’t sure how much her past had affected her. He didn’t want to add to her trauma. Maybe he should seek counseling, too?

Plus, his own self-doubt permeated his thoughts. Jennifer had left him for Dylan. But it wasn’t like he didn’t know the mechanics of what to do. Sex was like putting together Kenzie’s dollhouse: tab A goes into slot B. He groaned, rubbing his eyes.

I’m losing it, comparing sex to putting together toys. Really? Loser.

He stood and paced, running a hand through his hair. Deep down he was terrified Emma would recognize his lack of experience and find him deficient, which would be deflating, in more ways than one. He collapsed with a sigh onto the couch. Pathetic. It was the only word that applied.

He looked up when Emma strolled back in and perched on the chair facing him. She picked up her beer and closed her eyes to take a long drink. He watched her lips around the tall neck of the bottle.

Pathetic and horny.

Stop it, you jerk!

Shifting uncomfortably, he moved the embroidered pillow his mother had made onto his lap, covering his erection. He’d hated that pillow until this moment.

Emma needs to go home before I humiliate myself like an adolescent teen.

No, I don’t want her to go.

A crack of thunder shook the windows, reminding him that the storm still raged. He couldn’t send her home in this weather—it provided a viable excuse to keep her here anyway.

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