When Love Comes Around by Victoria Wells

Author:Victoria Wells [Wells, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
Publisher: Heart 2 Heart Publishing, LLC
Published: 2011-03-04T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Starr had become extremely quiet once they returned to her house. Usually as they watched a movie, the couple snuggled on the sofa. But tonight, Starr seemed content with sitting at the other end.

She bit the inside of her mouth. Why did she have to let it show something was bothering her? Why did she have to wear her feelings on her sleeves for all to see? The entire time they were at the elder Stiles’ home for dinner, she had told herself repeatedly she would have this conversation with him. But now she was suddenly apprehensive, afraid of what he might think or do.

Her mind was scrambling with her thoughts. She couldn’t figure out what she wanted to say now that Kevin had scooted next to her and started to play with the soft curls at the nape of her neck. The seductive caress had her wanting to straddle his lap.

Still caressing, he used his opposite hand to lift Starr’s chin. She didn’t resist when he gently guided her face to meet his gaze. “You gonna talk to me or what?”

Concern fell over Kevin when she eased away for his touch. Standing to claim the nervous energy running through her, she smoothed non-existent wrinkles from the front of her skirt as she began to pace.

Watching her pace, concern gave way to dread. How had she found out? He thought he had hid it out of her view. The first thing he had planned on doing once he made it home was to get rid of it. Anger set his jaw tight. He was going to choke the life out of that trifling Trina.

After he and Starr finished making love Kevin did like he had done every Sunday morning for years. Opening the front door, he stepped on the front porch inhaling the crisp morning air as he bent down picking up the Sunday Inquirer. Thoughts of the sleeping woman he left in bed fizzled. To his horror as he lifted the paper from the cement floor a familiar pair of red, lacey thongs twirled to the ground from the early morning breeze. Confusion, then anger marred his handsome features. “What the hell…” he hissed under his breath.

“What are you doing out here?”

Startled by the soft, feminine voice behind him, he nearly tumbled off the top step of the porch. With a deft flick of his slipper-shod foot, he kicked the offensive fabric to the step below out of view.

Recovering quickly, he turned flashing a sheepish grin as held up his reason for leaving her warm, nude body. “Had to get my Sunday morning paper.”

Leaning against the doorway in his dress shirt from last night, she was a beautiful sight. So what, her hair was a complete mess; and strands were going every which way, but the right way. His stomach tied into knots when she smiled demurely, running her fingers through the mussed curls on her head. “Come on. I’m ready to take my shower.”

Kevin let out a deep, nervous breath.

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