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I move my fingers to his solid chest, feeling the muscles pulse underneath my touch.

God, he’s so good at this.

I melt, my body molding to his in one of those movie type kisses.

He pulls back, giving me two chaste kisses and I stand here, eyes closed, savoring the best kiss of my life.

After another heartbeat, I open them, finding his deep brown ones looking down at me. Ben’s lips turn to a sly grin. “So, do I still suck at kissing?”

“No. Definitely not.”

He leans back down again, kissing me softly this time. “Neither do you.”

CHAPTER 9

Ben

My leg is killing me.I haven’t pushed myself this hard in a long time. Not that I don’t still go to the gym and keep up with my physical therapy, but I didn’t think through my big plan for the day.

We walked the boardwalk, well, sidewalk. I don’t know why Virginia Beach thinks pavement is a boardwalk. The entire name says it—board. But there are no boards. I wanted to take her down to the water, smell the ocean, hear the waves up close, but my fucking leg doesn’t do sand.

She never asked once or made a comment. She didn’t fuss over me either. It was nice. I felt—normal.

I roll over out of bed, massaging the muscles and putting lotion on the now red and inflamed skin.

“Fuck,” I groan as it burns.

Today is going to suck.

I force myself to wake up and get ready. Once in the shower I close my eyes and Gretchen’s face after our kiss is front and center.

She’s so beautiful. The way she looked up at me like I just made her life worth living was humbling and almost brought me to my knees. After all this time it’s as if the feelings I had for her just resurfaced like time never passed.

I think about the sounds she made and my cock hardens. My hands itch to touch her again, feel her silky skin beneath my rough fingertips. Instead of touching her, I wrap my hand around my dick and start to jerk off.

Her face is all I see.

Her perfume is all I smell.

Her voice is all I hear as I continue stand to here, one hand on the wall, one on my cock.

I have no control as I think about her. I imagine it’s her lips around me, the warmth of the water is her mouth and I come—hard.

I get out of the shower and my phone dings.

Gretchen: I had a really good time. Thank you.

Me: You’re welcome. I did too.

Gretchen: I’ll see you at the office?

How the hellI’m going to work beside her all day, I’ll never know. I’m going to have to use every possible tactic I learned to keep my composure. Kissing her was a big mistake, but I can recover. I got her out of my system a few minutes ago. I should be totally fine. It’ll be a walk in the park.

Me: I’ll be there.

Gretchen: Good. I can’t wait to see you. I keep thinking about our kiss and...I just thought you should know. It was really good too.

Yeah,work today is going to be a piece of cake.

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