Page 34 of Rocking Player
The nose was clearly a family hand me down from Tom to Michael and now to Jeremy as I glanced at the profiles. We walked them to the front door and Michael asked his parents, “How long do you plan on staying in town?”
His mother said, “Our tickets are for tomorrow. We’re staying in a hotel.”
So, we were to be alone. I sucked my breath as that was rude. This house seemed huge, unless the extra rooms were all game rooms, baseball memorials, libraries, indoor pools, tennis courts, or something. I hadn’t inspected to know, I met Michael’s gaze and his face was red as he said, “You don’t have to.”
His mother said ‘pfft’ and shook her head. “We’re giving you both space. It's your wedding night! Maybe tomorrow, if Jeremy likes us and the ice cream, then you can let us have breakfast with our grandson.”
Jeremy gave a thumbs-up as he headed into the car with them. There was a booster seat in the back they must have rented.
“I’m happy to have grandparents,” Jeremy said.
“See you soon,” I said and waved them off.
The rented SUV drove off, but we stood on the driveway until the car was out of sight. Michael pressed his hand on my lower back. “We’re alone.”
I walked beside him and as the door closed, I laughed and said, “It is our wedding day.”
His blue eyes had a twinkle in them as he glanced up and down my body. My skin was alive and well aware of him, though I ignored the feeling. “True, and you are wearing too many clothes.”
Well, my instinct had been right on, but I shrugged like I didn’t understand and said, “My dress is all packed up. Vegas was pretty fun. I’d never been there.”
He swept his hands on my sides and unzipped me a little. “Don’t distract me, Georgie.”
I batted my eyes a little too much and asked, “What do you want?”
He guided me to walk backward into another room in his house, as my dress draped open on the side, as he said, “You…me…one time before they get back. Two hours is not that long, and I have a game tonight.”
I nodded and stopped pretending. I wanted this, too. Michael and I made sense physically as he was the only one that made me see the stars. “So, where is your bedroom?”
He tugged the shoulders of the dress to get it to fall off. “Oh, you and I aren’t getting that far. My couch is near the fireplace.”
I laughed and decided not to play coy anymore. I tugged on his t-shirt and he helped peel it off as I asked, “So, that’s what you want?”
“I just want you. My mother told you the truth.”
My heart pounded in my chest and goosebumps grew on my arms. Michael Irons must have had his pick of women. Yet he was here, with me, married like we were in love. I swallowed and hoped I sounded light as I said, “That you missed me.”
He then pressed his forehead to mine and didn’t move. “That I didn’t want another woman in seven years, so I’m raring to go again with you.”
This was mutual sexual hunger. I held him tighter and closed my eyes as our breaths mixed between us. “I didn’t want another man to be honest. The one guy who kissed me was boring and I never even invited that.”
His face grew grave like I’d just told him someone beat me as he asked, “Who was it?”
I shook my head and said, “A widower with six children. He was just so happy some Church women babysat and gave him the night off.”
“I’m still jealous.” Michael unzipped his pants and my heart beat faster as he asked, “Who watched Jeremy?”
“Olivia,” I said as his pants dropped to the ground.
He tugged my bra free and then stared at me once it fell.
His perusal made me hot as he said, “Now, this is how I like to remember you.”
He then kissed me, and steam rose through me. His hand pressed against my thigh, including the new, cold, gold ring he wore. I couldn’t think straight as he led me to the couch as I asked, “Will the ring interfere with your game?”
“None of the other guys complain. I’ll let you know,” he said, then the last bit of our clothes came off as he tasted me everywhere and sent me straight into a heavenly orbit where all that mattered was more of this. Us together, forever.
This was ideal. I'd never wanted love and, in time, I’d figure out how to be calm near him. Then, we’d be perfect. For now, I had this, with Michael.
