“C’mon.” He lifts me off my feet. “You’re going to love this.”
Back on my feet, Jace indicates for me to stay put as he runs off to the side of his house. Within seconds, his whole yard—orchard and water feature—is alight with tea lights. I’m left breathless with delighted excitement.
Jace moves back toward me and I throw myself into his arms, nearly knocking him off balance. “I love this, and it’s absolutely amazing.” I giggle like a schoolgirl.
“Let’s walk through.”
Jace tugs me to his side with his arm around my neck. I reach up and entwine my fingers with his while my other arm goes around his back. “This really is beautiful, Jace. You must be so proud that you’ve created this in your backyard.”
We start walking through the small orchard and I find that I can’t keep my head still. I’m following the string of tea lights that are just everywhere. It’s a girl’s dream to walk through here with her knight in shining armor.
“I guess I am,” Jace answers. “I had no idea I was capable of creating this until I started and refused to give up until it was finished.”
Arriving in front of the water feature, which is a large fountain with a mermaid perched on the top. I raise a brow at Jace.
He laughs. “You can’t have a dressed mermaid…besides it was Ryder’s idea.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” I shake my head, and move to trail my fingers in the water.
The pond is lit, making some of the fish look translucent and some seem larger than they are. This is the kind of place that I could so easily lose track of time in. It’s tranquil.
Chapter Twenty-One
Jace
With a belly full of nerves, I finally managed to drag Savannah away from the backyard, and have her in my bedroom. It’s the first time I’ve ever invited a woman inside my personal space and I’m full of hope that Savannah will be the only woman.
Although I’m assuming she must be as apprehensive as I am, she isn’t showing any nerves. Mine are obvious with the slight hesitation. I can’t stop my mind from wondering what she thinks.
My bedroom is nothing special, a king size bed takes up most of the room, although when I first moved in, Ryder had insisted that I make sure a wheelchair would fit—and it does. There is a walk in closet, two bedside tables, and a door leading to my bathroom. The bedroom is where I’m most comfortable and I guess the large TV on the wall gives that away.
It really is a guy’s room, and if Savannah is going to be staying over, I’m thinking that a change is needed. “It isn’t much,” I admit.
“It’s your room, Jace. I’d be worried if it was pink and frilly.” She grins, and I drop my ass to the bed.
I’m wanting my prosthesis off but she’s never seen the stump of my leg before and I find that I’m more hesitant than I should be. In the past I’ve always kept the stocking on to hide the scars. I mean this is Savannah, right? Plus, where the fuck has the hard ass detective gone? Nervous as fuck because of a woman. She isn’t any woman though—she’s the woman who constantly stands by my side.
“Hey, you.” Smiling, she goes down to her knees between my spread legs and rests her hands on the top of my thighs, beneath the leg of my shorts. “Are we really going to do this, Jace?”
Looking into her eyes, I see hope along with nerves.
Seeing her like this in the quiet of my room, I realize just how much tonight means to her, and it also hits me that I’ve probably hurt her a lot more than I thought by leaving her on the nights that I have. “Yes, we are, babe. I’m not going to lie and pretend everything is okay because my fear isn’t just going to disappear with a blink of an eye, even though we both wish it would. But, I have your promise, and if we take this real slow, I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
Reaching out, I caress the side of her face and smile when she burrows deeper into my palm. Her silken skin feels amazing against the rough texture of my fingers.
Not wanting her to watch me remove my prosthesis, I use my body to distract her, and move her to the bed. On my feet, I quickly shuck my cargo shorts and briefs, whipping my T-shirt over my head, I’m completely naked and available for her eyes to feast on.
Her hand on my cock causes my legs to quiver with delight, but as she travels back and forth over my length and starts to dip her head toward the bulging head, I remove her hand. “I’m too aroused for you to do that,” I explain.
“I think,” she moves from the bed so that she’s in front of me again, “that I have too many clothes on.” Savannah lets her dress fall to the floor, and my dick jerks and drips with arousal with just one look of her naked. She’s like a dream come true. All luscious curves, creamy white skin with freckles in places, and a slim waist, but her large breasts make my mouth water.
Reaching out to her, she takes a step back, so I raise a brow in question.
“I want you completely naked, Jace.”
?
?I’ll remove it…once you’re on the bed.”