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I catch my breath and take his hand, leading him down the hall to my room. Gem wastes no time claiming my couch as her home, and she sits there watching us. At least she isn't in the way, though Graham will pick up on the dog hair and ask questions.

"You’re in your head. I can tell," Gavin says as we enter my room.

"I’m thinking of Graham."

Gavin chuckles and shakes his head before pulling me back into his arms."I was hoping you were thinking of me." He kisses my forehead and pulls me tighter against him.

"In a way, I guess I was. The last time we did this..." I trail off, unable to say what I'm thinking aloud.

"The last time we did this, we got Graham," he finishes for me.

I bury my face in his chest and nod.

"I'm not leaving this time. I'm coming home. Walking away from you was my biggest mistake, and I won't be doing that again. You’ll see. I know it's a leap of faith, but I'm asking you to take the jump with me."

"It's always been you jump, and I jump. For me, that hasn't changed," I tell him.

"Good. It hasn't changed for me either."

I lead him toward the bed and sit on the edge. I expect him to join me, but he whips off his shirt, exposing his hard-earned abs and the ink trailing down one arm and over half his chest. The tattoos are new, and so are the muscles. He wasn't a scrawny kid back then by any means, but the muscles have doubled in size and are much more defined.

"Wow," I say without thinking.

Over the years, I found guys attractive, but no one has ever turned me on like Gavin. I have no idea how it’s possible, but Gavin the man is even sexier.

He smirks. "Tit-for-tat, baby."

Without thinking, I whip off my shirt as my eyes lock on his ink.He leans down and places a gentle kiss on my lips before pressing me back into the bed. Crawling on top of me, he pushes my bra up and sucks my nipple into his mouth before removing my bra completely.

"These are bigger," he says before giving my other breast the same attention.

"One of the benefits of having a kid." I run my hand through his hair and feel him smile against my skin.

He always said he loved my hands in his hair when his mouth was on me. I thought it was the sexiest thing, and I've never forgotten it.

Not leaving a single inch of my skin untouched, his lips slide over my skin as he kisses all over my chest, leaving delicious tingles in his wake. It's as if he's learning my body all over again. When he moves to my stomach, I tense. My pregnancy with Graham gave me quite a few stretch marks.

The moment his lips brush against the first stretch mark, he pauses. Then he kisses the entire length, giving it a little nip and causing me to laugh before he moves to the next one.

Fuck. In one moment, he turns something I've been trying to hide into something that turns me on, sending tingles to my core.

He moves to the second stretch mark, taking his time with each one. I'm soaked by the time he's done, and I know the slightest touch will set me off.

Unbuttoning my pants, he kisses the exposed skin as he pulls them down, slowly running his hands over my legs.

"Gavin, you are driving me crazy," I pant, his touch everywhere except where I need it.

He smiles but refuses to be hurried. When he finally removes my pants, he removes his, too. I'm frozen in place by the sheer beauty of this man in front of me.

When he removes his boxers, I start to remove my panties, but his hands are there to stop me ,and he shakes his head.He runs his finger over the soaked fabric and, my entire body shudders. My hips buck, trying to deepen the pressure, but he removes his hand and I want to cry with frustration. Finally, he pulls my panties down, smoothing his hands slowly over my thighs.

"Scoot up the bed for me, baby."

I’m naked as the day I was born and a little vulnerable. But I move to the middle of the bed, and he follows me with his hard, gloriously body. He places random kisses on my legs as he makes his way up my body. Every touch, every move he makes drives me crazy. My body is so primed and ready for him that I’m slowly going crazy.

"Shit, do you have a condom?" he asks.

"Yeah, hang on." I roll to get one from the nightstand.


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