“I’m proud of you.” Jason pressed his lips to hers again, this time deepening the kiss as he rolled her to her back and threaded their fingers together. She had no idea how happy it made him that she’d taken the initiative and told her mom about her upcoming move.
He loved Libby to pieces, and every gesture she made like that reminded him that she loved him too. All he asked for was for her to put him first, and she did. Every day.
They were also planning a trip to visit his parents in Iowa soon. His mother was thrilled to learn that he had a serious girlfriend. Jason couldn’t wait to bring her home and share that side of him with the woman he loved.
When he finally broke from her lips, she was panting. He stared at her face, smiling. She blinked at him. “What?”
He stroked her knuckles with his thumb. “I was just thinking about how lucky I am.”
She returned the smile. “I feel damn lucky myself. Now, are you going to finish what you started? Or were you planning to leave me all hot and bothered and go back to sleep?”
He chuckled as he pressed his erection against her thigh. “Believe me, I have every intention of ravaging your body, even if it is the middle of the night. Who needs sleep anyway?”
He didn’t let her respond. Instead, he resumed kissing her, this time coming up over her body while pressing her hand into the pillow above her head. He’d give up sleep any night of the week if it meant that he got to remind Libby how much he loved her with his lips, his tongue, his hands, and his cock.
It was working. She was moving in with him. God, he loved this woman.
I hope you’ve enjoyed Layover. Please enjoy the following excerpt from Redeye, the second book in the Open Skies series.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Christa asked as she stood in her bedroom, staring at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of her door. “I don’t even know this guy.”
Libby laughed from where she sat on Christa’s bed, leaning against the headboard. “You asked Jason to set you up with someone on more than one occasion. Now that it’s tonight, you have cold feet?”
Christa sighed, wondering if the dress she’d chosen was too much for a first date. They were just going to dinner. Would he think she was working too hard to impress him if she wore this black dress? Maybe she should change into jeans.
“You’re overthinking it,” Libby said. “I can see your mind working from here.”
Christa spun around. “You know how I am. I’m an introvert. Yes, in theory, I want to go out with this buff, sexy, military friend of Jason’s, but in practice I’m nervous. Plus, we’re in the middle of packing, and I have to work three shifts still this week, all of them are redeyes, and I’m a horrible conversationalist.”
Libby spun around and sat on the edge of the bed. “You’ll be fine. Jason says Kraft is an extrovert. He can carry the conversation. Besides, you’ve technically already met him. You danced with him at Destiny’s wedding.”
Christa groaned. “That doesn’t count. I can’t even remember it well. Just some large guy who swung me around the floor. We didn’t exchange many words.”
Libby glanced around. “Well, don’t worry about the packing. It’s mostly done. We don’t move out until Saturday. You’ll have the days to stuff the last few things into boxes. And then you can nap and get to the airport.”
Libby made it sound simple. Christa felt a bit overwhelmed. Why had she agreed to a blind date on a Monday night with so much going on? In addition, she felt bad about leaving Libby home alone to pack. Between Christa, Bex, and Shayla, they usually made sure their schedules included never leaving Libby alone. If Jason couldn’t be with her, one of them always was.
Ever since a crazy man she’d gone on one date with abducted Libby and held her in his basement, they all worried she might freak out if she stayed in the townhouse by herself for any length of time.
Christa felt guilty leaving her. “You sure you’re okay with me going out? I could cancel. There’s no reason I need to go on a blind date tonight of all nights.”
Libby waved a hand through the air. “Don’t be silly. I’m fine. I’m just going to watch old reruns and finish packing the kitchen.”
The doorbell rang.
Christa took a deep breath. “You’re sure?” she asked again.
“Positive. Get your shoes.” She pointed at Christa’s feet.
Christa headed across the room to grab her heels. Half the reason she’d chosen a dress was so that she could wear heels. She was five-foot-six, but she remembered Kraft was six-foot.
“I’ll let him in.” Libby slid off the bed and rushed from the room, bounding down the stairs two at a time, the way she often took the stairs.
Christa took a deep breath and wandered back into the bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror again. Her pale blond hair was almost white. She was wearing it down tonight because she knew it was one of her best features. It was wavy and long and always attracted attention. She wondered how long it would take Kraft to ask her if it was natural.
She applied another coat of lip gloss and pinched her cheeks. Her pale skin lacked color, but that wouldn’t last long because soon she would be embarrassed for any number of reasons and then her cheeks would flush a deep shade of red. There was nothing she could do to stop it.
Finally, she spun and headed for the stairs, praying this blind date wasn’t about to be the worst decision of her life.
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Author’s Note
I hope you enjoyed the first book in the Open
