You're Still the One by Darcy Burke

Author:Darcy Burke
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Avon Impulse
Published: 2016-04-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

BEX KNEW THIS was a bad idea. He was drunk. Emotional. Upset. And she was totally taking advantage. Except she’d tried to tell him they shouldn’t. Maybe she should try harder.

Oh, but his lips on hers were so heavenly, the feel of his warm neck beneath her fingertips divine, the scent of him exhilarating—pure Hayden—a smell she hadn’t realized how deeply she’d missed until now. She never wanted this moment to end. And yet, she had to make it stop.

She pushed at his shoulders gently, but firmly.

He looked down at her, the stark desire in his gaze robbing her of thought. “What’s wrong?”

Yeah, what the hell was wrong? With her? She mentally shook herself. “You’ve been drinking. I know you said you aren’t that drunk—”

“I’m not really drunk at all, actually. I stopped drinking over an hour ago, and I had a ton of water. You know me. You can tell when I’m shitfaced.” His mouth ticked up into an almost-smile, and her knees turned to mush.

“That’s true,” she murmured. He wasn’t shitfaced. And like he’d said, they wanted each other. They were consenting adults.

He stroked his hand along her spine, from her nape to the small of her back. Then he caressed her there, his fingertips grazing the top of her backside. Every touch brought her further under the spell of the moment. “Don’t you want to know if it’s as good as it used to be?”

She practically melted against him. She’d thought of that very question so many times over the past two weeks. And she absolutely wanted an answer.

“Yes.”

His mouth was on hers before she finished enunciating the S. She was transported back in time to when she’d felt happy and loved. He felt like . . . home.

He pulled away, and she just knew this had been too good to be true. He couldn’t really want her. Not after all this time and everything they’d been through.

He frowned at her. Her chest tightened. She resigned herself—

“I can’t do this,” he said.

She stepped back from him, but he didn’t let her go. His hands were still wrapped around her waist.

“No,” he said. “I can’t do this here. In my sister’s room.” He stuck his tongue out as if he’d had to eat fried liver. “Come on.” He took her by the hand and led her from the room. They walked down the hallway, and she knew where they were going.

The wistfulness she’d felt intensified the minute she stepped into his bedroom. Everything about it was the same—the bed, the dresser where she’d kept a few items of clothing stashed, the desk, the poster from the beer and wine festival they’d attended. Memories, good and bad, assailed her. But mostly, she just wanted him to touch her again, to take her back to what she realized now had been the best time of her life.

So far.

He’d opened the door for her and now came in behind her. She heard the door close then felt the whisper of his breath against her neck as he pushed her hair aside.

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