A Summer Romance (10 page)

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her
tightly too him as he flipped her onto her back in one swift move,
and then he was on top of her. He continued to ravage her mouth
with his kiss as he began to pump into her with a need that was met
by her own. She opened to him, taking all of him, arching beneath
him and crying out with every thrust until finally he pulled away
spilling himself onto her stomach as he collapsed above her.

After taking a moment to catch his breath he
rolled away and propped himself up on one elbow smiling
mischievously down at her.

“I think you may need another shower,” he
said, showing no remorse.

“I think we both do,” she responded as she
leaned up to kiss him again.

~∞~

After a nice, long shower they made their
way downstairs to the kitchen. Maggie immediately headed straight
for the coffee pot.

“I’m usually a bowl of cereal kind of girl,”
she apologized sheepishly as she brewed the coffee.

“Hmmm. Well, let’s see,” Aaron said as he
opened the fridge. He pulled out the carton of eggs. “Do you have
bread?” he asked.

She nodded and crossed to the pantry,
retrieving a loaf of bread.

“Do you like French toast?” he asked.

“Um… I’m not sure if I know how to make
French toast,” she admitted.

“Good thing I do.” He winked as he took the
loaf of bread from her and began searching the cabinets for pans
and bowls to prepare their breakfast. She smiled as she watched him
work. He’d slipped on his jeans from the day before, but his chest
was still bare and watching this magnificent man cook her breakfast
was one of the sexiest things she’d ever seen.

“So you’ve really never made French toast
before?” Aaron asked casually as he began preparing their meal.

“I grew up with a housekeeper who did all
the cooking.” Maggie shrugged as she leaned against the counter
next to him to watch. “I never learned to cook at home, and then
once I was in college I didn’t have a kitchen in my dorm room so my
skills are pretty much limited to anything that can be cooked in a
microwave,” she admitted. “But Andi’s been teaching me,” she
quickly added.

“Maybe I can help with that too,” Aaron
offered, and somehow his offer stirred something in her that had
nothing to do with food. She liked the idea of him teaching her
things, all kinds of things. When the coffee pot completed its
cycle she quickly retrieved two mugs and poured them both a
steaming cup.

“How do you like your coffee?” she asked,
grateful that she could contribute something to their breakfast
preparations.

“Just a little sugar,” he responded as he
whisked some eggs in a bowl. She thought of several sexy comebacks
but didn’t have the courage to voice them. This level of intimacy
with a man was still very new to her. The “morning after” in
college had always consisted of awkward goodbyes in a dorm
room.

As she carried his cup of coffee to him she
realized this was the first real adult relationship that she’d ever
had. She set the mug next to him and leaned up on her tiptoes to
kiss his cheek. He smiled over at her and his smile was so
brilliant that it left her breathless. In that moment she realized
what an amazing man he was. After the things he’d confessed to her
last night, after the tormented life he’d lived, to be able to
smile the way he did was truly a miracle in her mind.

“Will you open the bread?” he asked as he
added a little milk to the eggs and continued to stir them. She
nodded quickly, pulling herself from her musings and back to the
present. She opened the bread as he heated some butter in a
pan.

He stepped up behind her, holding her waist
and placing a soft kiss on the back of her neck. She leaned into
him closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of his touch.

“Want me to show you how to make French
toast?” he asked as he nuzzled her neck. She laughed softly and
thought of a few other things she would rather him show her, but
again she couldn’t find the courage to voice her desires.

“Sure,” she answered breathlessly. He ran
his fingertips along her arms until his hands covered hers. He
guided her hands as he showed her how to dip the bread into the egg
mixture and place it in the heated pan. All the while she could
feel his breath against her neck, feel the hardness of his
excitement pressed against her backside. She’d had no idea that
cooking breakfast could be so sensual.

Once several pieces of toast were cooking
they moved to the kitchen sink to wash their hands. Again he stood
behind her, pouring the soap into her hands and weaving his fingers
through hers as he lathered their hands. He began kissing her neck
as the warm water from the tap rinsed the suds from their entwined
fingers. Her breathing was coming faster and she could feel herself
getting wet. She wanted him to take her right here in the kitchen,
pressed against the counter.

The sound of the doorbell jolted her out of
her erotic fantasy. She felt Aaron growl against her neck and she
smiled at their mutual frustration.

“I’ll get the door,” she said as she
reluctantly pulled out of his embrace.

“Guess I do need to check on breakfast
before it burns,” he chuckled as he slowly released her and turned
to the stove.

Maggie practically skipped to the front
door. Her spirits had never been so high. At this moment she felt
like she could spend the rest of her life making love with Aaron
and cooking breakfast, and she would be completely fulfilled. She
opened the door with a wide smile and found Andi waiting on the
other side looking a little bemused at Maggie’s exuberant
expression.

“I take it last night went well,” Andi
presumed as she stepped inside carrying a stack of large bowls.
Maggie was a little thrown off. Normally she would welcome her
friend, but at this moment she had other things on her mind.

“I brought your bowls back. You left them
behind last night and…” Andi trailed off as her attention was
diverted. Maggie turned to follow Andi’s gaze and saw Aaron
standing at the entrance to the front room, still shirtless and
looking absolutely delectable. Maggie turned back to Andi to see
her open mouthed stare and she had to stifle a giggle.

“Mornin’ Andi,” Aaron said cheerfully, and
this time Maggie couldn’t hold back her hysterical giggle. This
entire situation was just so out of her league she had no idea how
to handle it.

“Uh… good morning,” Andi stuttered as she
looked between Aaron and Maggie. “Well, I just wanted to return
your bowls,” she said quickly, passing the stack of bowls into
Maggie’s arms. “I’ll leave you two to… uh… have a good day.” She
turned quickly and left the house, closing the door behind her.
Maggie just stood there holding the stack of bowls and smiling
after her friend. She then looked to Aaron and saw the humor in his
eyes and they both began laughing. He crossed the room and took the
bowls from her, setting them on the large table in the center of
the room.

“I don’t think she was expecting me,” Aaron
said, smiling down at Maggie. She looked up at him and saw the fire
in his eyes. Her laughter faded away as she felt the pull of desire
in the pit of her stomach. She reached for his waist drawing him up
against her.

“I wasn’t expecting you either,” she
admitted. He took her mouth in a passionate kiss and swept her up
into his arms as he carried her back to the bedroom, breakfast
forgotten.

Maggie and Aaron spent the next several days
locked away from the world, spending their time making love and
occasionally remembering to eat. After three days they were
officially out of food.

“I think we may need some groceries,” Aaron
remarked as he stared into the bare fridge. Maggie sat at the bar
sipping her coffee and admiring his muscular physique as he
rummaged through the empty cabinets in search in food. She wondered
if she’d ever get enough of him. She seriously doubted it.

“I suppose it’s time to make a trip to
town,” Maggie replied reluctantly. Part of her wished they could
stay secluded in their little bubble forever. These last few days
had been the happiest of her life.

“I actually need to run to town this
afternoon to meet someone,” Aaron told Maggie as he joined her at
the bar. Maggie looked up from her coffee waiting for him to
elaborate. He didn’t.

“I could come with you to pick up some
groceries,” she suggested.

“I can just bring some back with me,” Aaron
offered. Maggie tried to suppress the nagging suspicion that he
didn’t want her to come along. “I mean, I am mostly responsible for
eating these cupboards bare,” Aaron teased her playfully and Maggie
smiled with relief, mentally kicking herself for being so paranoid.
He was just being a gentleman.

“I don’t mind doing the shopping,” Maggie
insisted. “I’ll go get ready so we can head to town.”

“I better let you head up alone or else we
may never get out of this house.” He smiled at her suggestively,
admiring her long, lean legs stretching below his t-shirt that
she’d worn to bed. She smiled back, turning on the ball of her foot
to sashay out of the room, swaying her hips for him as she
went.

“Hey, Maggie,” he called up the stairs a
moment later just as she’d reached the top. She turned and looked
back down at him. “I’m actually gonna head over to my place to
clean up and change. I’ll be back to get you in a bit. Okay?”

“Sounds good.” She smiled down at him and
then headed for the shower.

~∞~

“I was thinking of having lunch with Andi,”
Maggie told Aaron as they rode into town. “I’m sure she can give me
a ride home so you don’t have to wait on me after your meeting.”
Maggie still wasn’t sure who this mysterious meeting was with, and
she did find it a little odd that Aaron was being so vague about
it, but she also wanted to show him that if he wanted a little
space she could give it to him. After he’d left earlier she’d
wondered if she’d been too pushy about coming to town with him.

“I imagine she’s dying to see you and get
all the juicy details about what’s going on between us,” Aaron
teased.

“Some details she’ll just have to do
without,” she assured him.

“I’m sure you girls will have plenty to
catch up on. If you’d like to have a girl’s night, I’d understand,”
Aaron said.

“I doubt she’ll stay the whole night,”
Maggie said

“If you want me to come over later just give
me a call,” Aaron told her.

“Maybe I’ll come to your place tonight,”
Maggie offered. “I’d love to see it.”

“It isn’t much,” he said, sounding
uncomfortable.

“It doesn’t need to be,” she assured
him.

“Trust me. It’s nowhere near as comfortable
as the big house. I really don’t mind coming to you.” He didn’t
seem to want her to come to his home which bothered her. She didn’t
like that there were parts of himself that he was still keeping
from her, and she really didn’t like how distant he seemed all of a
sudden.

“Aaron, just because I’m staying in the ‘big
house’ for the summer does not mean that it defines my standard of
living by any means,” she said, in her mind seeing the stark
contrast from the grand home to the sparse dorm room she’d left
behind.

“Maggie, you grew up in the Hamptons,” Aaron
reminded her dryly. It was her turn to shift uncomfortably. It was
the first time that she’d ever felt any real division between them,
and she didn’t like it.

“I left that life behind years ago,” Maggie
commented quietly. She didn’t like that he saw her as someone who
needed to be kept comfortable. One of the first things that had
attracted her to him was the fact that she felt like she could be
real with him, no pretenses. She’d spent her childhood being
treated like a porcelain doll, and she’d sacrificed a lot to prove
that that’s not who she was. Now it suddenly felt like Aaron was
treating her that way too.

Aaron looked toward her, hearing the
difference in her tone. He didn’t know what to say, he didn’t know
how to explain to her that his place wasn’t good enough for her,
that it didn’t reflect what he could offer her. An awkward silence
dragged out between them as they arrived at the grocery store.

“I guess I’ll see you later,” Maggie said.
She didn’t really want to leave with this strange tension between
them. She still wasn’t sure where it had come from. She leaned over
and kissed him, and she didn’t pull away until she felt his body
respond, his arms tightening around her as he deepened the kiss.
Satisfied that she was leaving him wanting more, she finally broke
the kiss.

“I’ll call you,” she promised before
slipping out of the truck. She was sure to put a little extra sway
in her hips as she walked up to the store knowing he’d be watching.
Just before entering the store she turned back and looked over her
shoulder. She was rewarded with Aaron’s smoldering stare that told
her she’d succeeded in reminding him of exactly why he should want
her to come over tonight.

~∞~

Andi was so excited to see Maggie walk into
the store she was practically bouncing. She pulled off her apron
and walked straight to the manager’s office.

“I’m taking lunch,” she called into the door
as she tossed her apron on a table. She turned to Maggie with a big
smile on her face. “You better be ready to spill, cuz I’m about to
bust!” she exclaimed. “If you hadn’t come out of hiding I was about
to go in there after you,” she joked.

“You can call off the search party,” Maggie
assured her. “Do you want to get some lunch? I’m starving!”

“I bet you are,” Andi teased as she hooked
her arm through Maggie’s and led her down the sidewalk toward a
corner deli. Maggie rolled her eyes at her friend, but didn’t deny
the insinuation.