Page 35 of Fighting For Light
Cordi’s hand snakes under my t-shirt to graze my bare skin, and she lightly drags her nails up and down my back, making me shudder. “Maybe I do,” she teases. Before I can respond, she looks me in the eye and says, “On second thought, yes, I am. I want to know what you do when Iama brat.”
I growl and slam my lips against hers while dropping my hips. She mewls in my mouth, and it makes me want to give her exactly what she asked for and show her what happens right here and now. “I would love to, but we are on a public beach,” I murmur against her lips.
“Fair enough, I’m not into exhibitionism,” she says breathlessly.
I chuckle and kiss her again. “Good to know.”
She yawns and smiles sleepily at me. I lift myself off of her and help her to her feet.
“So, when is our first date?” she asks as we walk back to my bike. Despite the exhaustion in her eyes, I can see the spark of excitement in them.
“It’s going to be a surprise, but we will do something in Miami, seeing as I have a comp tomorrow night, and then we leave the next morning.”
She holds on to me while she brushes her feet off, and I grab her shoes, kneel down, and help her back into them. As I get mine on, she’s looking out across the dark sea as the breezeblows in her hair, and I wish I could take a picture of this moment of her leaning against my bike with puffy lips from kissing me.
“Ready?” she asks, breaking the spell, and I lift her onto the bike, pushing my hips between her legs. She scrambles to grab onto something since I threw off her balance, but I won’t let her fall.I’ll never let her fall.Her nails dig into my shoulders, and her legs immediately wrap around my body. I lean her back so her hair drapes over the other side of the bike. Her back arches slightly, and I trail my lips up her neck to her mouth. She relaxes in my hold, realizing I’ve got her. With one hand between her shoulder blades, I slip the other under her shirt. Her soft skin on my rough fingers floods my body with fire.
“I love seeing you on my bike, gem,” I rasp. She kisses me so profoundly, so thoroughly, that if she didn’t already have my heart, she would have taken it right then and there.
“I really like how handsy you are,” she says, pulling away. I grin and help her sit up straight. “Are you going to take me home and stop teasing me?” she asks.
I grab the helmet and hand it to her. She takes it, sliding it over her head. I put mine on, and we get back on the bike.
On our way back to the campground, I keep thinking about teasing her. Do I want to devote myself to memorizing her body? Yes, absolutely. But I don’t want to hurt the baby. I don’t know how sex with a pregnant woman works. But it won’t be long. There is too much time and chemistry between us, and we’ve waited long enough.
As we roll up to the campground, it’s quiet, and everyone has turned in for the night. I cut the engine, help Cordelia off, and then roll it up into the garage. After putting everything away, I find her looking at the Quinn trailer across the street. “Everything alright?” I ask.
She turns and smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “Yeah, just tired.”
“Let’s get to bed,” I suggest. She nods and follows me into the RV.
By the time we get to bed, it’s already two o’clock in the morning. I didn’t even notice. She takes all of my attention and holds it captive. She’s always had it in some respects, but now it’s different, and I don’t even want her to leave my sight.
She snuggles into her pillow with her eyes already closed. I slip under the covers and pull her into me again, spooning her. I close my eyes and breathe her in. She grabs my hand, sliding it down to her stomach, keeping her hand on mine. She doesn’t say anything, and I don’t either. I may not have helped make this baby, but it feels like both of them are becoming more like mine every day.
***
After my workout and walking the track, I feel ready for the race. The guys and I talked and laid out a game plan. Everyone is supposed to keep their heads. I’m not holding my breath, especially with Deacon, but he’s a good rider, so anything is possible.
I head back to the trailer for a shower and nap and open the door to find Cordi working at the little table. “Hey.”
She looks up from her computer. “Hi, how was your workout?”
“Good, I’m surprised you weren’t out there watching me,” I say, winking. The tops of her cheeks turn pink, highlighting her freckles. I grin at her embarrassment. “You didn’t think I noticed you ogling me every time I was outside?” I ask her while grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
She sputters as I stare at her while downing the water. “This is awkward,” she grumbles.
“Is it?” I prod.
She purses her lips and narrows her eyes. “I guess if we’re being honest with each other, you don’t think I noticed you staring at me when I was lying out in the sun or taking pictures?”
I shrug. “Well, I didn’t have a camera. I don’t know what you expected me to do.”
Her pout turns to a grin, and she rubs the pad of her finger on her lower lip. “Are you hungry? Can I make you something to eat?”
I down the rest of my water and shake my head. “I’m going to shower and take a nap,” I say, and she nods, rubbing her lips together. “Do you…want to join me?”
“The shower or the nap?” she asks.
