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“My back is killing me.”
Right. No sex. “I called in a pizza order a little while before you got here. If you lie down on my bed I’ll rub your back before we eat. You probably did too much.” He paused and added, “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine. Other than my backache. Don’t worry, it’s normal. But I will take you up on the back rub.”
The doorbell rang and he went to get the pizza while Laurel went back to the bedroom. He tipped the delivery guy and put the pizza on the stovetop in the kitchen.
Laurel had taken off her shoes and blue jeans and was lying on her stomach waiting for him. Damn, he should have realized she’d take off her jeans to give him better access to her lower back.
He sat beside her and started rubbing. Laurel groaned. “Oh, my God, don’t stop.”
“Is your back going to hurt like this the whole time?”
“Yes. And it will only get worse.”
Zack continued to massage her back, doing his best not to think about sex, but she’d also gotten rid of her bra, which made it even harder to do.
Finally, she thanked him and rolled over onto her back. “You’re awfully good at that. I have another area that needs attention from your magic hands.”
Zack smiled. “And where is that?”
She took his hands and placed them beneath her shirt, on her bare breasts. “Right here,” she said huskily.
“I can do that,” he answered, silently giving thanks. He caressed her breasts, plucked at her nipples until they tightened, then lifted her shirt to suck each one. He took his time, moving from one breast to the other, savoring each one as he licked and swirled his tongue. He kissed her mouth—long, leisurely kisses until he knew she was as turned on as he was. But he didn’t hurry. He kissed his way along her jaw, down to her neck, and then her chest. He caressed her everywhere, her soft, silky skin driving him mad.
Finally, he slipped inside of her, wondering if there could ever be anything better than this, sharing not just of their bodies but of something more. Something deeper.
“I love you, Zack,” Laurel said, as he sank into her, feeling her muscles tighten, her warm flesh glove him. “I love you,” she said again, as he emptied himself into her and she came with him.
*
Saturday morning came,and with it, the need for decisions. Zack hadn’t pushed Laurel to decide about living at the house without him. In fact, it didn’t seem to bother him a bit that she hadn’t made up her mind. But rather than being happy he wasn’t pressing her, she was annoyed.
Didn’t he want to live with them? He was being too nice, and she didn’t like it.
Oh, of course she wanted him to be nice. But…if he really wanted to live with her, or for God’s sake, marry her, wouldn’t he be more insistent that she decide?
Aware she was being just a tiny bit irrational, Laurel resolved to let it go. Except she couldn’t.
Why couldn’t she make up her mind? Was she so afraid of making another mistake that she was willing to let Zack go? He wouldn’t wait around forever for her. Or maybe he would. After all, she was having his babies. She put her hand on her stomach. Twins. Identical twins. What a miracle. The father of her twins was a good, loving man. She knew without a doubt that he loved Cody and Katrina as if they were his own. And her children loved him.
Hell, she loved him. So much. She’d finally admitted it to him. Yesterday. And last night. Several times, she remembered with a smile.
Wasn’t it time to let go of her past mistakes and embrace the future? A future to share with the man she loved. Whatever that future might bring, it would be much brighter with Zack in her life.
“I need to run by the house this morning,” Zack said. “Should I meet you at the apartment after I’m finished or do you want to wait until I’m through and I’ll come get you?”
“There’s a third option.”
He looked a little mystified. “What’s that?”
“I’ll come with you to the house. We’ll go to the apartment after that.”
He stared at her a moment. “You want to go to the house with me?”
“That’s what I said. Why, don’t you want me to?”
“Of course I want you to come. Considering you’ve refused to set foot in it after I first showed it to you, though, I’m a little surprised.”
He sounded distinctly annoyed, which perversely, pleased her. “Are we going to stand here all day or are we going to see the house?”
“Let’s go,” he said with a bite in his voice. He held his apartment door open and she swept out.
