“That’s not what I heard,” he told her. “Making love starts in the head.”
She slid her hand up his thigh until she reached the hard evidence of his arousal. “But that’s not where it finishes, is it?” she taunted.
“Lacey, dearest, darling…”
“Yes?”
“If you keep that up—”
“That is my intention,” she said.
“Lacey!”
“You had something else in mind?” she inquired pleasantly.
Kevin groaned. “No. No, I think you’ve got it.”
“Then come here, please.”
She arched her back as he drove into her. He pulled back, then entered her more slowly, establishing a tantalizing pace that was just one shade shy of unbearable.
“You’re getting even, aren’t you?” she asked him as he withdrew again.
“Would I do that?” he inquired, a glint of amusement in his eyes.
“You would.” She concentrated very hard on not letting him drive her over the brink until she could take him with her.
Unfortunately she found it very difficult to concentrate on anything but the sensations that were throbbing through her with increasing intensity. The excitement she’d felt about the Halloran Foundation was nothing compared to the excitement generated by this one Halloran man.
“Kevin,” she murmured finally.
“Yes.”
“I think it’s time to stop playing games.”
The spark of amusement in his eyes gave way to a dark, burning desire as he lifted her hips and drove into her one last, exquisitely slow time. She felt herself tightening around him, holding him deep inside her until there was nothing left to say, nothing left to do except give herself over to the thrill of coming apart in his embrace.
For the longest time after their passion was spent, they stayed right where they were, curled up in front of the fire, the reflection of the flames dancing over their perspiration-slicked skin.
“So what do you think?” Kevin asked eventually.
“About what?”
“The house.”
After the past half hour, there was only one possible answer as far as Lacey could tell. “Maybe we could make do with an apartment in the city and live on the Cape. I don’t think I want to give up what we found out here.”
“I certainly don’t want to give up times like this,” Kevin agreed.
“Are we really okay, though? I’m not dreaming the way I feel right now, am I?”
“Lacey, if it’s a dream, then I’m caught up in the same one.”
“But will it last?”
“Who can say? I can only promise you that from now on we’ll never take each other for granted again. Maybe what happened to us was all for the best. We both learned to appreciate what we have, and next time we’ll both fight harder before we risk losing it.”
“Will there be a next time, then?” she asked.
“I’m afraid so. There will always be crises in a marriage. Most people these days opt out at the first sign of trouble. I don’t want us ever to do that again.”
“Is that your sense of Halloran honor talking?”
“No, Lacey, it’s my love.”
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