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“Would you mind if I go see Abbie?”
“No, of course not.”
“I invited you to stay at the house, so it seems a little rude to leave you there alone for a while.”
“I’ll be fine. I plan to eat then head to bed. Unless you don’t trust me?” Killian asked.
Creed grinned. “No worries there. I haven’t seen her for almost a week.”
“Go see her, Creed. It’s fine.”
“Great.” Creed glanced at him. “I appreciate it.”
“Hell, if I had a woman, I’d want to see her after a week too.”
Creed smiled. With any luck, he’d be spending the night.
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Abbie lounged on her plush sofa, halfheartedly attempting to lose herself in a movie. But her mind kept wandering back to her brief conversation with Creed. He promised that once the case was over, they could finally spend some time together.
She understood he was busy and didn’t want to add to his stress by getting upset over their lack of communication. But it was hard not to feel frustrated. This was unlike any relationship she had been in before. Her husband Jeremy used to come home every evening, but their marriage was a different dynamic. And according to Lorna, Mac had been frequently away for work.
Sighing, Abbie reminded herself that this was all part of being in love, sacrifices and compromises. But she couldn’t help but miss Creed so much it physically hurt.
As she reached for the remote, there was a knock at the door. She furrowed her brow in confusion, setting the remote down and standing up to answer it. Peering through the peephole, her heart skipped a beat when she saw Creed standing on her porch. She quickly ran her fingers through her hair in an attempt to tame it, then opened the door and ushered him inside.
“Abbie—” he began, but she cut him off by launching herself into his arms and capturing his lips with hers.
She sighed contently as his strong arms wrapped around her and lifted her. Their kiss deepened and became more passionate as she wound her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
Eventually they broke apart, but still connected by small kisses and embraces.
“I’ve missed you so much,” Creed whispered.
“I’m sorry,” she murmured against his lips.
“Don’t be.” His tone was firm but gentle. “We’ll probably argue from time to time, but just think about how much fun we’ll have making up afterward.” He grinned.
Abbie took his hand and led him up the stairs to her bedroom, eager to finally have him all to herself. Words could wait; right now, she just needed Creed’s love and touch more than anything else.
As they reached the bedroom, he kicked the door shut behind them. She led him to her bed. The room was dimly lit by a single lamp on the nightstand.
He pulled her flush against him, his hard chest pressing against her breasts. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, “You look so fucking good.”
She shivered with anticipation at his words, arching her back slightly to press her stomach against him. “I want you so much.” She reached for the hem of her T-shirt, but he caught her hand and held it tight.
“No,” he said softly, his voice husky with desire. “Let me.” With steady hands, he removed her shirt and dropped it to the floor, then he took off his own.
She watched him, her breath coming faster, as his muscled chest was revealed. A trail of goosebumps appeared on her skin as he reached behind her to unclasp her bra, and then pushed it off her shoulders.
It fell to the floor with a whisper of silk, and he moved in close again, his chest hair tickling her sensitive skin. She gasped as he trailed kisses down her neck and collarbone, nipping gently at her skin.
“You are the sexiest fucking woman,” he murmured against her skin. She moaned softly, her head spinning with pleasure.
He dipped his head to take one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, sucking gently as he rolled the tiny nub between his teeth. She arched her back, crying out softly as her fingers tangled in his hair.
“Oh, God, that feels so good.” She groaned when he practically ripped her pants off her, then quickly shed his own clothes, and rolled on a condom.
