Chapter 231

As Edie and Tom stood at the foot of her bed at Gramps' house, she felt a bit of guilt. As Edie looked up at Tom's comforting blue eyes, her mind wrestled with all the emotions running through her. She wanted him to protect her with his strength. She wanted him to make her feel safe like only he could. As his scent overwhelmed her, pushed away her fear, she burrowed against him. She could smell his woodsy, piney aftershave and could feel his warm skin against hers. His broad, muscled shoulders felt so powerful beneath her fingers, and when she glanced at his full masculine lips, a quiver slid down through her tired, aching body.

She held her breath as he gazed at her through the narrowed slits of his darkened eyes. And when his lips met hers, she reveled in their softness and warmth. His kiss grew desperate and hot as his mouth devoured hers, making her ache with desire. She wanted his touch, needed him to put out the raging fire burning deep inside her, and so much more. She ran her