A Love So Bright: Insomniac Duet #2 (Bay Area Duet Series Book 6) by Persephone Autumn

Author:Persephone Autumn [Autumn, Persephone]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951477264
Publisher: Between Words Publishing LLC
Published: 2022-05-02T18:30:00+00:00

TWELVE

PEYTON

A few blocks from Micah’s house, I text Reese while at a stoplight.

Peyton: Might not be home tonight. FYI

Reese: I expect details.

I don’t respond. Last thing I need is an endless back-and-forth exchange with Reese before possibly taking my relationship with Micah next level. Reese is the brother I never had. And who talks with their brother before making out—or more—with someone. Certainly not me.

Micah parks in the driveway and I pull in behind him. Turning off the headlights, I cut the engine, stare out the windshield, and take a deep breath.

“This is Micah,” I mumble to myself as I watch him exit his truck. “The man you’ve been kissing for weeks. The man who’s gone down on you.” He steps closer to my car and I take another deep breath. “Don’t go acting shy now.”

One last deep inhale through my nose, then I open the door on the exhale. I lock the car before he takes my hand and guides us inside. Neither of us says a word, but the silence is pleasant. Tranquil and a little energizing.

With each button he presses to unlock the door, my pulse thumps a faster rhythm. A thin layer of moisture slicks my palms and I pray to whoever hears my call to not let Micah notice.

As we step into the house, I expect him to maul me. To slam me against the door and crush my mouth with his. Pin my hands over my head and grind his erection against the junction of my thighs. Moan my name and bite my lip.

But none of this happens.

We step inside and he guides us to the couch. Gives me a chaste kiss on the lips, lets go of my hand and goes to the fridge for water. After a sip, he offers me one. I take it in the hopes it will cool off my immeasurable fever and wake my rational side.

Does he sense my low-level anxiety over what might happen? God, how embarrassing. I feel like a trembling virgin. Who knows why? My virginity flew out the window more than a decade ago. And I haven’t exactly been celibate—although, it has been a while.

When he turns the television on and starts an episode of Supernatural, I start to second-guess every thought from tonight. We kick off our shoes and settle into the couch. When he tugs me closer to him, I stop thinking and sag into the warmth of his frame. After fifteen minutes, my anxiety vanishes and I curl into his side and rest my head on his shoulder.

Three-quarters through the episode, Micah kisses the top of my head. The gesture sweet as his lips linger for a beat. I tip my chin up to return the kiss. The act natural and innocent.

Until the kiss evolves. Grows from chaste pecks to the delicacy of tasting lips. Slow and gentle mixed with heat and the occasional scrape of his stubble.

A hand cups my cheek. Fingers weave through the hair at the base of my skull as he draws me closer and keeps me in place.

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