“Damn! I won't miss that anymore. No more nut-cruncher windowsill for me!”
Julia cocked and eyebrow. “We wouldn't want your, ah, nuts crunched. No, that wouldn't do,” Julia said in a low, teasing voice.
“Come here,” Jason said, thinking about how he'd kiss that smirk off her face. She was killing him. Standing there in her pajama bottoms and a cami. Her hair was still loose and curled from prom, the makeup still on.
“Aren't you supposed to take all that crap off your face?”
She scrunched her nose in that way he loved and said, “Nah, pillowcase will get rid of it.”
“Really?” Jason asked, grinning. He walked over to her, admiring her in her post-prom glory.
“The dance turned out okay, Jules,” he said softly, bending to kiss the hollow between those sexy bones that intersected her neck.
She nodded, a little breathless as his breath moved over her pulse. She wound her arms around his neck and his lips traveled up to her jaw then made its way to her forehead. He began peppering her face with butterfly kisses, his lashes grazing her skin above his lips. Her breathing became shallower and Jason picked her up and carried her to the bed.
They lay together, head to hip, the heat of their bodies one hot line. He moved against her, his hands on her ribs, kneading her flesh as she wound a leg around his hip, their mouths moving against each other.
His hands traveled and Julia pulled away.
“Jason,” she whispered.
“What?” he said, never breaking from his sensual assault on her. She could hardly breathe, she just wanted... she wanted to finish what they started. But she wanted forever more.
She thought of her parents. Long gone. A thread that tied the fabric of her being together.
He paused and pulled back to look at her face, a sliver of moonlight a pale slash across her eyes.
He saw the expression there and pressed his forehead against hers.
“I know,” he moaned.
“I'm sorry,” Julia whispered. “It's not that I don't trust you.”
“I know,” he repeated against the skin of her forehead.
A lone tear escaped her eye and Jason caught it, staring into those eyes. Those eyes that he'd looked into for a decade.
“I want to be married. It's what my parents would have wanted,” she said and Jason felt her tremble against him. He silently promised to make her first time extra special. It'd be perfect if it killed him.
“You still miss them,” he asked as a statement, tightening his hold on her.
“Every day,” she replied through eyes that had glossed with a sheen of tears.
He smiled. Jason wanted her so damn bad. It wasn't just sex, he could have tapped any mindless alley cat in the school.
She was his and he was hers. Jason knew Jules was the one he wanted from the moment he saw her.
He leaned down and kissed the crescent-shaped scar on her forehead, the only thing that marred her perfect skin.
He could wait. He could wait forever if it meant being with her.
They lay together in each other's arms until dawn shattered the darkness into a million pieces of golden orange, rose and scarlet, flinging the colors about the room like so much broken glass.
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CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Cha
pter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
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