His body had cooled—on the outside—but the inside was still pretty keyed up. He wasn’t really interested in much of anything other than getting Grace back in his bed, but this time for the whole night. When the crunch of gravel sounded outside, breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding whooshed out. She’d come back. He met Grace at the door, opening it wide as she climbed the front porch steps, her hair still mussed from their thorough lovemaking of less than an hour ago. Her face shone in the porch light, so beautiful and fresh, and his chest hitched as he soaked in the sight of her. “Hey, Grace,” he said, pretty dang happy his voice still worked. He’d wondered if she might back out, call and say she’d changed her mind. She was still so skittish. She might have let him into her body but he didn’t fool himself for a second that she’d let him into her head, or her heart.
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