Love Again (Cowboys & Angels 4)

My hand in his, we made our way down to the riverbank.

“Waylynn, darling, don’t be in such a rush for kids. I know your younger siblings are starting to settle, but it will happen, I promise. Sometimes God has other plans for us and things don’t happen the way we think they should.”

I picked up a rock and tossed it across the river. “I know I need to be patient and check these jealous feelings, and focus on the happiness of seeing my siblings growing our family.” Facing my father, my eyes teared up again.

“Daddy, I really am happy for Steed, Mitchell, and Amelia. I hope you don’t think I’m self-centered.”

He wrapped me in his arms and held me tightly. “Oh, sweet pea, I could never think that about you. Just take a deep breath and let life happen.”

Closing my eyes, I let my father’s advice settle in.

Let life happen…

* * *

I stood outside Jonathon’s door, still dressed in my running clothes, taking deep breaths. With a shaking hand, I lifted it and went to knock, but the door quickly opened.

“Waylynn, what are you doing here?”

“Thought you might want to have that talk, and maybe pick up where we left off last night.”

His eyes brightened. “Yeah?”

With a slight grin, I nodded. “I wanted to catch you before you left for work.”

“If I invite you in, I’m afraid I’ll miss my meeting, and I don’t want to piss off this person. I’ve seen how she gets when she’s angry.”

Oh, his meeting was with me.

“Maybe I could give her a call, explain how stupid I’ve been by pushing you away and not admitting that I’m falling for you. I can almost guarantee she’ll understand.”

My body trembled when he brushed a strand of my hair back from my face. His grey eyes danced with possibilities.

“I don’t know. She’s kind of a bitch.”

Laughing, I hit him on the chest. “She is not! She simply knows what she wants.”

“Does she?” he asked, his brows lifted.

“Yes,” I replied and my voice shook with excitement.

Cupping my face, Jonathon stared into my eyes as if he was looking into my soul. I heard cars driving by behind us, but I didn’t care who saw us or what they thought. I was finished worrying about what the people of Oak Springs thought about my choices.

“And what does she want?” he asked, his voice so low and husky that warmth flooded through my body.

My gaze flitted across his face before landing on his eyes. Each breath was shallow as I said the words my heart had been begging to release. “You. Us. This.”

Jonathon leaned over and brushed his lips across mine, whispering, “Finally.”

Sliding his hand behind my neck, we kissed and the world fell away. My body felt like it was floating above me. The kiss was slow and soft as our breaths mingled. Moving my hands to his body, I drew him in, until we were pressed together, and I could feel his heart beating against my own. Jonathon moved his mouth down to my neck, his hot breath making my skin feel like it was on fire with each softly pressed kiss. In that moment I knew I would forever be addicted to Jonathon’s kisses. To his touch.

“Waylynn,” he said, prolonging each letter as if he was burning it into his memory.

I would never forget the intensity of his voice, the desire I heard in it.

“Make love to me, Jonathon. Please.”

He moved quickly, swept me up into his arms. “My neighbor, Karen, is watching us.”

“So?” I replied, running my fingers into his hair.

“She’s your brother Tripp’s secretary.”

With a smile, I turned and faced her. She was slowly walking down the steps of her house.

“Oh, this is going to be fun.”

Lifting my hand, I waved and shouted, “Hey Karen! Tell my brother I said hi!”

She smiled and replied, “Will do! Have fun, you two!”

Jonathon and I laughed and walked into his house. He kicked the door shut with the heel of his boot.

He pulled me down the hallway and into his bedroom. I wanted to look around since I hadn’t really gotten to last night, but my focus was on him, on this moment, on where we were headed both literally and figuratively.

Jonathon cupped my face again. “I’m going to make love to you all day, but…”

“But?” I asked.

“But first I get to pay you back for leaving me in the state you did last night.”

My lower lip jutted out. “But I’m so horny.”

“Is that so?”

“So. Very. Horny.”

“Then I better take care of that.”

I smiled. “I always knew you were handy with your tools.”

He pulled his shirt over his head. Licking my lips, I let my eyes travel over his perfectly fit body. His chest was massive and toned, and the veins popping out down his arms were a huge turn on.