Page 68 of Second Chances
Chapter 29
Josh felt an unfamiliarhand on his shoulder shaking him awake. His eyes flashed open and he would’ve bolted upright if it wasn’t for Megan’s weight on his arm.
“Shhh.” It was a woman’s voice. He squinted into the early dawn light and was able to make out Charlotte’s silhouette. “It’s stopped snowing and I heard the snow plow go by. We should be able to get Megan to the hospital. Shouldn’t she be covered up?”
Josh looked down and saw that sometime during the night one of them had kicked the quilts off. He didn’t know how much Charlotte could see in the muted light but was quick to pull up the quilt over his extremely stiff morning wood. Did I stay hard all night? He wondered to himself. He tucked the scrappy quilt over Megan’s shoulder, but she was quick to shrug it off.
“Too hot,” she murmured.
That’s when Josh knew that she was going to be just fine. He ran his hands down the sides of her body and felt the familiar warmth of Megan’s body, not the chilled version from the night before.
“Meg, baby, we should get you to the hospital,” he whispered to her.
She opened her eyes and looked into his, “I’m fine right here.”
“I’ll go start the truck,” Charlotte said pulling her coat off the hook by the door.
“I’m fine,” Megan repeated.
“I know you are. Thank God. You scared me, Meg. I thought that I lost you.” Josh slipped his hand behind Megan’s neck and pulled her lips toward his. Josh couldn’t help it, once Megan’s soft lips met his, the floodgates he’d built up over the years finally cracked and tears started to stream down his face.
He heard the door open and quickly wiped the tears off his face with the back of his hand.
Charlotte stomped the snow off her boots and shut the door behind her. “How are you feeling, Meg?”
“I’m fine, Char. I don’t need to go to the hospital.”
“Yes. You do.” Charlotte put her hands on her hips. “Josh?”
All Josh wanted to do was hold Megan in his arms and never let her go, but he knew that she needed to get the medical all-clear. “She’s right, Meg. We all know that you’re fine, but we’re not doctors.”
Megan looked from her friend to her lover. “You two aren’t going to let this go, are you?”
“Nope,” Charlotte said. “I’ll go wait in the truck so you two can get decent.”
“It’s hypothermia protocol!” Josh shouted as Charlotte stepped out of the cabin.
“Hypothermia protocol?” Megan giggled.
“It really is. Skin to skin heat.” Josh replied wrapping his arms around her.
Megan kissed his neck and then sat upright like she’d been shocked.
“What time is it?” she tossed off the blankets. “Where are my clothes?”
“Whoa, take it easy, Meg.” Josh stood up, his erection tenting out his boxer shorts. He pulled Megan’s clothes from the drying rack beside the fire and handed them to her.
“Thanks.” She grabbed the pile of clothes from his hands. Josh pulled a pair of sweat pants on, thankful for the forgiving fabric. “I’ve got to get to the café. The grand opening is this weekend and we’ve got so much to do.”
“Stop, Meg. The first stop is the hospital. Then I can go to the café and help you with whatever you need to get done today. That is as long as the doctor says you’re okay and clears you to go to work.”
Megan paused, her eyes traveled down Josh’s body pausing at the fabric just below the elastic waistband of his pants. “Okay. I’ll agree to that on one condition.”
“And what’s that?”
“That we come back here tonight, and you let me take care of you. And that,” she grinned and pointed at the front of pants then wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him toward her by his ass.
He wanted to pick her up and bury himself inside of her but held back. And, like the condition in his boxers, it was one of the hardest things he’d ever had to do in his life.
“Deal.”
