made it impossible for her to do so. Distracting her would be better than bulldozing over her. Releasing her, he took a step back to remove the rest of his clothes. He held his hand out.
“Let’s get cleaned up. We’ll work everything out as we go.”
She stared at it a long moment before sliding her gaze up to his face. He exhaled a pent up breath when she set her hand on his and nodded. Leading her down the hall, he sent a fast word of thanks heavenward. That he was familiar enough to know where he was going.
That she wasn’t kicking him out yet.
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He walked through her bedroom into the spacious master
bathroom, bypassing the garden tub. It was much smaller than his Jacuzzi, and he’d always wondered if two people would fit in there. Some other time they might give it a try. Tonight, he opened the shower doors and turned on the water, adjusting the knobs until the spray was warm. He backed in, pulling her with him. It was tight, but that suited him fine.
Her silence was starting to freak him out a little, and her eyes were troubled. He wanted to know what was going on in her head but was afraid to ask. She twisted her hair into a knot, securing it in place with a clip she took from a shelf in the wall. She didn’t protest when he picked up the soap and washcloth and began to bathe her. Starting with her feet, he worked up slowly, learning the curves, the dips, the freckles and scars of her body. Sighing, she leaned one shoulder against the wall. It was a long exhalation, contented, relaxed.
The water cooled too soon. He led her out of the stall and dried her off with one of her fluffy white towels. Then he followed her into the bedroom. Her nervousness was back, and she went straight for the closet.
“Don’t,” he ordered, struggling to keep the growl out of his voice
and turning down the quilt on her bed. She faced him, arms crossed over her breasts, surprise clear on her face. “I can’t stay much longer. I have to close the bar. Lie down with me a few minutes.”
He lifted a hand in invitation. A few minutes to hold her before he
had to go. He just needed a little time to savor her body next to his.
“Please, Abby. It’s a simple thing to ask.”
She hesitated so long he was sure she would say no.
“I…okay.” Her reluctance was like a knife in the gut.
He sat on the bed, sliding over so she could join him. She lay down, leaving several inches that felt like feet between them. He pulled the blankets up and reached for her, positioning her next to him under his shoulder. She was left with no choice but to lay her head on his chest. Her breath whispered across him, and his body tightened in response, blood surging once again to his cock. Her hand hovered in the air a moment, as if she was unsure where to put it, and finally settled on his stomach. A few inches down, and she’d send him into orbit. Again. He smiled.
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“This is good, don’t you think?”
She tilted her head back to look at him, a tentative smile on her lips.
For a second, he was struck by a sense of unreality. She was so beautiful, and she was finally in his arms. His mate.
“Yes.” She laughed softly. “But I’m not sure how I got here. What
are we doing, Rule? What are you doing?”
“We’re starting something. A new life.”
She shifted closer, her thigh coming to rest against his. He looked at the bedside clock and groaned. Not enough time to make love to her again. He rolled out from under her, lowering her to the bed.
“I’ve got to get back.”
“Okay.”
“I want to see you tomorrow.”
She shook her head. “I’m working doubles the next two days. By the time I get home, I’ll be dead to the world.”
He sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “You’re not trying to avoid me are you? It won’t work. The bond, you know.”
She grinned. “Would you let me? Even if I could resist it?”
“No way.” He leaned over