Page 85 of Shape Of My Heart
“For work?” Josh narrowedhiseyes.
“Yes, it’s a busy week ahead, right? You might have needed me for filing, and doing all that PAstuff.”
This was one thing he’d noticed about her that always stood out to him. While he was very open with how he felt, it took a while for her to express her feelings. She’d dance around them as much as she could and he’d have to drag it out of her. Even when she had evidence to confirm how he felt about her, she still veered on the side ofcaution.
“Amy, screw the PA stuff. I don’t give a shit about files and whatever the hell else Zelda told you to do. I missed you, and youknowI don’t have company. Who would if theyhaveyou?”
Her eyes never left his; she looked at him and he saw a mixture of different feelings. He saw gratitude, admiration, butalsofear.
“I missed you too. I missed you a lot and I thought I was going to miss the chance to see you play.” Her voice sounded shaky like she might cry. He took her hand into his and brought it up tohislips.
“The game doesn’t matter. This does.” He moved her hand, referring to the connection they shared. “And we’re talking fartoomuch.”
She giggled as he swooped down and lifted her up. When she kissed him he knew this would be one of those days when they’d confine themselves tothebed.
* * *
Amy wrappedher arms around Josh and allowed him to carry her upstairs. Her mother had practically pushed her through the door and banished her from coming back until she washappy.
It was more her concern and worry over her mother that kept her in Atlanta. Had her mother been well, Amy would have been running through the door herself and intoJosh’sarms.
She had her own host of worries about him, her own fears about her ever-increasing feelings for him, but during these moments when they were together she forgot everything and her hearttookover.
All she wantedwashim.
He took her to his room instead. He’d never said why they always went to her room, but she knew it was because he felt awkwardaboutit.
But here they were inside his room, and as he set her down on the bed she could see all the changes he’d made. The bed, for a start, was new; he’d also painted the room a soft blue, replacing the previous green wall paper. Everything was pristine and tidy, and looked like it belonged tosomeoneelse.
“You changed everything,” she stated, still lookingaround.
“It seemed fitting.” The smile in his turquoise eyes contained a sensuous flame. She’d missed those eyes so much in the last few weeks. And the way he looked at her. It was the way he was looking at her now, like she was precious to him. She’d walk to the edge of the Earth to see and feel that look. Like always it had the ability to wipe away everything bad that had ever happened to her, and all she saw was tenderness, passion, andadmiration.
“And the bed?” She was trying to compose herself. Trying to still her wild-beating heart. She couldn’t describe to anyone what she felt right now. It was too great for even her to accept andcomprehend.
“The only person I want to share it with is you,” hereplied.
She’d worried for nothing and blew her fears out of proportion. The way he looked at her told hershehad.
He lowered to her and kissed her clothes off. Soon they were wrapped in a tangled web of passion and, like always, she felt that rush of desire course through her body. It quenched her thirst for him and sated the hunger that rippledthroughouther.
That was all she remembered of reality. The rest was pure raw emotion that couldn’t be labeled. No words on Earth described how good she felt, and good was an understatement. It was just the beginning, and deep down Amy knew what she felt hadnoend.
They never left that bed. They made love until sleep took them and repeated the same process as the dayswentby.
She resumed her PA duties, but as soon as he got home from training they’d end up in bedagain.
The night before the first game she lay awake, wide awake, and fully aware as truth hitherhard.
She loved him. ShelovedJosh.
She was in love with him, and it terrified her. It terrified her to a great degree and it made her feel quite shaky andinsecure.
It would do her no good to play dumb with herself and even be surprised at her feelings. The path she’d been on could have only led her to this. It could have only led to her releasing the suppressed feelings she’d hadforhim.
Amy had been so scared all her life of falling for the wrong guy. When she had first met Josh he’d been the description of all that was wrong, now he was everything she ever wanted and somuchmore.
That meant he had the ability to hurt her, to break her heart in such a way that she’d never be able to fix it. She saw first-hand what he could be like, and while she knew he seemed to be into her now, what if the day came and he just got bored? Then it would be hello Allegra and bedfriends.
