Page 79 of Dreaming at Seaside
How was he supposed to concentrate on anything other than how good she felt when all he wanted to do was love her until all the other complications disappeared? She released his shirt and settled back into her chair.
“You know you’re killing me, right?”
“That’s my evil plan.” She finished her wine and went into a slow, off-key rendition of Carly Simon’s “Anticipation.”
“I was thinking more along the lines of ‘You Shook Me All Night Long’ by AC/DC.”
She laughed. “Okay, okay. We should be serious. How’s Ev? Did you talk with him about the job?”
“Serious, huh?” He rolled his eyes, but it was a farce. He loved that she cared about Evan. “Not yet. He came home pissed off, so I thought I’d wait until he was in a better frame of mind. You were right, though. He doesn’t like those other kids. He said he’s not going to hang out with them anymore.” He debated telling her what Evan had asked him about moving and Bella, but with everything else that was going on, he refrained.
“Wow. I wonder what went down.” Bella’s brows drew together.
“He didn’t tell me much, just that they weren’t like his old friends. I’m going to take him back to Boston this weekend for a visit.”
“That’s great.”
He scooted his chair closer to Bella’s. “Would you consider coming with us for the day?” The idea had come to him as they were talking. He hated the idea of spending any time away from her, and he was looking forward to showing her where they’d lived and introducing her to his parents.
“Are you sure?”
He pulled her onto his lap and ran his fingers through her hair, then drew her lips to his. She pressed her hands to his cheeks and deepened the kiss.
“I love when you do that,” he admitted.
“Kiss you?”
He shrugged. “Kiss me, touch my cheeks like they’re yours.” He wanted to fill his senses with her like she filled his heart. He wanted to hear her voice gasping his name, and feel every inch of her luscious body beneath his.
He stood with her in his arms, carried her inside, and laid her on the bed. This time he remembered to close the bedroom window; then he closed her bedroom door, leaving no room for interruptions. He took her in a deep, passionate kiss. When he drew his lips away, her eyes fluttered open.
“Come back.” She wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him to her again.
He didn’t need the help, but, boy, did it turn him on. He would kiss her until her body was on fire and her thoughts melted together. She felt so right beneath him, soft and feminine. He felt her love for him in every kiss. He brushed his lips over hers, and when she arched to meet him, he drew back. He loved feeling her writhe with need.
“Bella. You’re so feminine and sexy you make me lose my mind.”
She scrunched her nose. “I’m hardly feminine.”
He glanced down at the pink comforter. “Why do you hide it? What happened that you feel like you have to be so strong?”
She turned her face away but not before he saw the pain in her eyes. He touched his forehead to hers.
“Tell me, baby.”
“It’s stupid. No one but Jenna, Amy, and Leanna know about it.”
He kissed her mouth, her cheek, her forehead again. “You don’t have to tell me. But one day I want to share all our secrets.”
That drew her eyes to his. “Tell me a secret and I’ll tell you.”
He smiled at the tit for tat presented with mischief in her beautiful eyes.
“Okay.” He propped himself up on his elbows beside her. “The truth is, moving was hard. I was scared to death to move away from Boston. It was the hardest decision I’ve ever made. I was scared about starting a new job, afraid that Evan would hate me, afraid that my parents would need me and I’d be two hours away.”
“Oh, Caden.” She leaned up and kissed him softly.
“And now I’m scared that I’ve messed up Evan for good.”
