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Finally, she was free to do whatever she wanted Her whole life was about to change She'd had to go through hell first, but everything had fallen into place It wasn't just the treasure though, she'd found so much more valuable and completely unexpected Sam
“Look, you found it It's yours Take it as a sign that your luck is about to change” His stool screeched against the floor when he scooted back and stepped down “Co else I have to show you”
“You wanted to show , but parking in front of Sam's one-story house sure wasn't it
He laughed, the honeyed sound warers held hers as they walked hand-in-hand to the front door “Close your eyes”
The words tickled her ear and when she closed her eyes, all she could picture was her tongue flicking across his peach nipple In response, her own nubs hardened against the smooth silk of her leopard-print bra
“We're going to have to revisit this position” Sa in the crack of her ass “I liketo happen next”
Sam reached past her and the click of the doorknob reached her sensitive ears He eased her forward into the living roo with a gentle nip at her collarbone “Take a look and tell me what you think”
Gone were the eggshell-white walls and blandblinds In their place were bright, pale lapis-blue walls and soft gray curtains Her bottom lip shook and her heart went into overdrive “This is the equivalent of so a full body tattoo”
“Yeah, I think I threw poor Ned at the hardware store into shock when I asked for a gallon of so besides white or cream”
“I can iine that But why did you do it?”
He took her face between his large palers in her hair “Because I've always been horrible at saying what I feel In my defense, I've never had much to say about my emotions one way or another With you, there's so much I want to say, but I just can't put it into words”
“You did just fine at the hospital”
He shook his head “The exception that proves the rule” He paused, his gaze focusing on the painting of McPherson's Bluff above the couch as if he could find what he wanted to say hidden in the brush strokes Expelling a deep breath, he turned his attention on her “I' how I feel about you, Josie, but I promise I'll always show you”
“I'll show you too” There were a s Josie wanted to talk about, but it was the time for action She leaned into hi entrance, and all the fear, uncertainty and hunger of the past feeeks rushed to the forefront
Her hands snaked around hi underneath his soft red sweater A T-shirt tucked into his jeans blocked her froet at him, to touch and taste his war a sli his lower back Electricity sparked between theertips to her clit in a bolt of passion Weaving her hand between the cotton and his skin, she pushed the h