Dropping off my gear, I walked around the house looking things over. Eli stood in the middle of the living room, watching, waiting. He said nothing, as I noticed the missing wall and the exposed fireplace. I could smell paint and fresh building materials.
His gaze roamed over her face in a way that was intensely consuming, leaving her a little breathless once his gaze connected with hers again. So, why did you leave it?Swallowing hard, she lifted her glass and took another drink. Wasn’t like she could tell him it was because when she left her husband, she left the town they lived in and her job. Not like that had stopped Adam from trying to get in contact with her every couple of months like clockwork. That had only stopped when she finally changed her number and didn’t give it out to any of their mutual friends. Deep down, she’d known he would learn about her leaving and flip, because that was the way he was. Her stomach plummeted at the thought.
Damn, all of that was a mood killer.She pushed all that aside. I kind of wanted to do something different and be closer to my family.Family’s a big thing for you?
It is. I’m an only child, so I was spoiled. Her stomach dipped again when he laughed, but it was a way different feeling because his laugh was deep and nice. The sensation it caused was like being on a roller coaster right as you reached the peak of the ride and were about to zoom all the way back down. Okay. I wasn’t really spoiled, but I’m close to my parents. They’re good people.Then you’re lucky, he said. Not a lot of people get to say that.
I’m not one of those people.
Oh. She blinked. I’m sorry to hear that.Julia was burning up, like she had a fever that couldn’t be treated with aspirin and rest. Restlessness consumed her and she sat up, throwing her legs off the bed.
Truth was, Julia wasn’t just thinking about him. She was . . . she was trying to work up the nerve to do it.Oh God, she whispered, smoothing a hand over her face. Her hand was actually shaking as her heart thundered in her chest. This shouldn’t be such a huge thing. Either she went to him or she didn’t. And if she did, she knew what it would be. Sex. Nothing else but mind-blowing sex. She could deal with that.
At least she thought she could.She swallowed hard as she stared at her bedroom door. Her heart rate kicked up as she stood. Her legs trembled as she folded her arms over her chest. She could feel her nipples pressing through the thin camisole. She bit down on her lip and just for a moment she let herself imagine walking out the door, going the handful of steps that led to Lucian. She let herself imagine what would happen if she knocked on the door and he answered.