Briana giggled all the way back to her house. She tried to make her hair look presentable, but without access to a mirror and brush, she just threw it up in a bun on her head.
When he parked in front of her house, he turned to her and asked, “Can I walk you to your door?”
“Of course.”
He smiled, his dimples causing her heart to flutter in her chest. He held her hand up the stairs and turned her towards him when they reached her door.
“Thanks again for coming out with me, Bree. I had a wonderful time, cops and all.”
“So did I,” she agreed. “I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun.”
He leaned down slowly, watching her eyes as he drew near. He brought his hands up to either side of her face and held her gently, as his lips touched hers.
She brought her hands to his hips, digging her fingers in as the kiss melted every bone in her body. As he deepened the kiss, she moaned in his mouth, which caused his head to feel light and his pants to grow too tight.
He took a few more minutes to torture himself, but stopped when he still had it in him to do so.
“Call me when you get back from your mother’s?” he asked her, leaning his forehead against hers so he could catch his breath.
“I will.” She reached up for one last kiss before she opened the door and closed it on him leaving him with a sexy smile.
Colin stood there for a moment, staring at the place her beautiful face had just been, and realized that he may be in over his head this time.
Chapter Twelve
Briana rose early the next morning and got ready to drive out to her mother’s. As she was getting dressed, she couldn’t help but think back to her date with Colin.
She felt herself softening towards him. When they were together it felt just like it used to, comfortable and right, with a hint of sexual tension.
She worried about letting him get close to her again. She’d been hurt so badly when he’d broken up with her, but she had to admit that she was starting to like him for the man he was now, not just the boy he’d b
een. He’d been through a lot over the past few years, and he’d had to grow up and realize that the dream he’d always pursued would never come true now.
She was really enjoying spending time with him, and she had to admit, kissing him now was hotter than it had ever been when they were in high school. She just hoped she wasn’t making a mistake by trusting him again.
She called goodbye to Kara as she walked out the door, and smiled at the grunt that answered her. It only took thirty minutes until she turned down the long, dirt road that led to her mother’s farm.
When she got out and shut her car door, she smelled cooking bacon coming from inside the house.
She loved breakfast at her mother’s. When she walked through the door, she was overcome by the feelings of safety and security that she remembered from her youth.
The décor was a mix of items from Briana’s childhood and the new furniture that her mom and Ray had purchased together. The house was full of warmth and charm, and screamed of comfort and happiness. It was one of Briana’s favorite places.
She walked into the kitchen, tiptoed across the floor, and wrapped her arms around her mother, squeezing her tight.
“Oh, Briana,” her mother said breathlessly. “You startled me.”
Her mother turned and threw her arms around her, hugging her close and kissing her cheek.
“It’s good to see you, Baby Girl,” she said with a big grin.
Briana thought her mother was gorgeous, with her grey hair styled in a sleek bob, and her face a map of years of laughter and happiness. Other than during the period of time after her father passed away, her mother had always been the happiest, most optimistic person that Briana knew.
She loved her to pieces.
“It’s good to see you too, Mama.”
“Come on over and have a seat. I’ll call Ray and we can all sit down and enjoy our breakfast.”