Page 157 of After All This Time

My hands wrap around her waist and she leans her head back underneath mine, humming.

Switching her hair to one side of her head, I place a gentle kiss on her neck.

She grabs a tank top and a pair of shorts which are sitting inside her suitcase in the corner.

I lie back down on the bed, waiting for her to lie next to me, but she’s not walking towards me.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” I ask, sitting on the edge of the bed.

She whips her body around, squinting her eyes. “I’m going to the bathroom.” Striding over to me, she squishes my face with her index finger and thumb and kisses me. “Don’t miss me too much.”

“I’ll try not to, but it’s not going to be easy,” I say before my hand comes in contact with her ass.

Her body shakes. “Stop smacking my ass!”

“Hard not to when your ass looks like that.”

“You’re crazy.”

I smile. “Crazy about you.”

She shakes her head, winking at me as she walks into the bathroom and closes the door behind her.

Did all this shit actually happen or was it all a dream?

Dani’s lying next to me in bed and looking more beautiful than ever.

“So, did you enjoy the peach?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I have to say it wasn’t as sweet as I thought it would be.” I bite down hard on my bottom lip. “You taste much sweeter.”

“Oh yeah?”

I nod, cupping her face. Her lips collide with mine as her fingers gently run through my hair. Her leg wraps around my thigh.

After she pulls away from my lips, I study every inch of this woman’s beautiful face.

She smiles. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

“I’m not staring. I’m just admiring the view.”

She shakes her head, breaking out into this adorable laugh which allows me to see her teeth.

Her cheeks turn a bright shade of red.

She rolls her eyes, turning away from me. “Yeah, whatever you say.”

I run my fingers through the loose tendrils draping perfectly against her back. “You know I had a feeling your hair would be soft, but I didn’t know how soft it would actually be.”

This is when an idea hits me like a punch in the face.

“Can you sit up with your back facing me?” I ask, sitting upright with my legs spread out.

“Why?”

My lips form into a puppy dog-like frown. “Please,” I beg.

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