Love Bound by Rebecca Ryan

Author:Rebecca Ryan [Ryan, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Finn

I haven’t slept with anyone since Allison died and we didn't sleep together the last month of her life. I want Claire to know this, to understand how special this is, she is, but it seems like a weird conversation to have first thing in the morning.

Especially after last night.

I'm just happy to lie here and watch her sleeping. Her skin is rosy and cool, and when I put my hand on her shoulder, it seems too cool. I pull the blanket up to her chin and she guides the edge of the comforter into a tuck underneath.

Last night, when she whispered, "Let go, Finn," a piece of me did. I let go of loving Allison on one plane of existence. She is gone, as Nic keeps reminding me. But I'm not. Letting go of the guilt of being alive when she is not, was what happened last night. At least in the moment.

I hate the fact that I'm thinking of Allison now. But I didn’t think of her once last night in the middle of lovemaking. And that's exactly what it was: lovemaking. I'm sure Claire thinks she fucked me. But I've been fucked and I've done the fucking. That wasn't a fuck.

This was something different. This was as close to love since . . .

I have to stop thinking of what happened.

Claire shifts again under the blankets and I give her a soft kiss on the forehead. Her eyes open, bright sparkly blue, and for just a moment I see a vulnerability there that breaks my heart. There's something she's afraid of. Then something happens and a little veil drops.

She blinks and rises on one elbow. "Good morning," she says and smiles. "Were you watching me sleep?"

"Yes."

She flops back on the bed. "Well, touché."

I have no idea what that means, so I tilt a little to kiss her.

"Oh no," she says, clapping a hand over her own mouth. "Dragon breath. I need to brush."

I call after her as she walks to the bathroom, "That's dragon's breath. Dragon's, possessive."

She's naked and her body is beautiful in the morning light. Lithe, strong, graceful, and her ass is high and tight with enough to grab.

Later, watching her from the kitchen window, working with Salty, coming in, blowing off her hands and finger combing that mane of blond hair as she talks and pours more coffee makes me feel both oddly settled and really aroused. What seemed like a mundane Monday morning, was anything but.

Shit.

The more commonplace the morning routine, walking to Weaver's Grocery store, reading the paper, bringing in wood, having the electricity flick back on, the two of us hurrying to turn off lights, the radio, resetting clocks on the microwave and stove, the more aroused I grow.

Just getting close to her, feeling her near me, leaves nerves firing. At one point, when she leaned forward at the kitchen sink to look out the window and announce another truck had pulled up at The Inn with two guys in

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.