Goody Two Shoes (Invertary 2)

“For the love of all things holy,” Josh’s father shouted, “don’t tell her. I don’t want to listen to my son’s sexcapades.”

Caroline wanted to die. She groaned against Josh’s arm as she felt him shake behind her. “Your father heard everything.” She was never leaving the bedroom again.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, lass,” his father shouted.

“I want to die. Right now. This minute. I’m never leaving this room, ever again. Never.”

Josh turned her and buried her face in his chest as he kept laughing. Caroline honestly couldn’t remember ever being so humiliated. How could she look Andrew McInnes in the eye ever again? Oh no. If she married Josh she’d have years of dealing with his father. “I can’t marry you,” she told Josh.

“Sure you can.” He was still chuckling.

“I can’t face your father.” Her voice was barely a whisper.

“Sure you can,” his father shouted.

“This house has better acoustics than some of the venues I’ve played.” Josh stroked her back. “Don’t worry about it. It’s not a big deal that he knows.”

“It is to me.” She pressed her face to his shoulder.

Josh held her, cooing soothing noises at her. They stayed like that for the longest time. And then they heard loud snoring coming from beneath them.

Josh raised his head to stare at the doorway. “We really need that door back.”

Caroline hoped she’d see the funny side of this—one day. She looked up at Josh, but could barely make him out in the dark. “You don’t think I’m a freak?”

“No, baby. A control freak, yeah. A freaky virgin, no. I told you, I like it. I have you all to myself.”

Now she wanted to kiss him. Instead she wriggled in place. A sense of relief flooded through her as a small smile curved her lips. Josh’s fingers traced a lazy circle on her hip.

“Great PJs, babe,” he said into her hair.

Caroline settled in closer and fell asleep with a smile on her face.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Caroline was dreaming of Josh’s kisses. Something she’d been doing since the first time he’d kissed her. Only this one was different. This one felt real.

“Time to wake up, baby.”

Another kiss on her lips. Her hand slid across wide shoulders and held him in place. Her legs stretched long on her bed. Oh, this felt good.

“Are you awake, Caroline?” His voice was an amused tease against her lips.

“No. I’m dreaming.”

He chuckled before running his tongue over her bottom lip. “Is it a good dream?”

“Oh, yes.” She ran her hand down the bare rippling muscles of his back. “It’s delicious.”

Another chuckle. “Good to know.”

“Stop talking and kiss me. You’re ruining my dream.”

Smiling lips found hers and did as they were told. Caroline groaned into his mouth as he held her tighter. Wonderful. Her brain wasn’t quite awake, or quite asleep. But better than that, her body was on fire. Every single inch of her skin was tingling.

“My skin is on fire,” she told him.

“What can I do to help?”