If it was meant to happen, then she’d let it happen and if it wasn’t…
She wasn’t going to force it.
As she stood there, Melanie was surprised to realize just how badly she wanted this to happen. They were having a baby and the last thing they needed to do was to make this thing between them more complicated than it needed to be, but she couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss.
She never thought such a simple touch could feel so good. It had her wondering if he’d kissed her like that before and immediately understood how she’d ended up spending the night with him because there was no way that she would have been able to stop kissing him.
“It does seem that way,” Melanie absently murmured in agreement as she looked up to find him watching her. “What’s wrong?”
“We forgot something.”
“What’s that?” she asked, unable to help but frown as she-
“The awkward kiss goodnight,” Aidan said, already reaching for her.
“We could skip it and go for a confusing handshake and the promise that we’ll do this again sometime?” Melanie said, smiling as she went to him.
“We should definitely do that,” Aidan murmured in agreement as he wrapped his arms around her.
“We definitely should,” Melanie said as she reached up and cupped his face in her hands. He leaned down and brushed his lips softly against hers once with a murmured, “Give me ten minutes,” before walking away, leaving her standing there, realizing just how badly she wanted this to happen.
Chapter 27
“What’s going on?” the woman that he couldn’t stop thinking about asked as Aidan lit the last candle.
“My do-over,” Aidan said as he placed the small box of matches back on the bureau before he reached over and hit play so that Paula Abdul’s song Rush, Rush filled the small bedroom.
“Do-over?” Melanie asked as he turned around and found her standing in the doorway, taking in the candlelit room with the shyest fucking smile that he’d ever seen.
“Don’t tell me you forgot?” Aidan said as he walked over to her and took her hand in his.
“Refresh my memory,” she said, adjusting the large towel wrapped around her with her other hand as he pulled her into the room.
“We danced that night,” Aidan said as he pulled her into his arms.
“I see,” Melanie said as she kept hold of the towel with one hand as she wrapped her other arm around his shoulders.
“I hate dancing,” he found himself admitting as he pulled her closer.
“Then why are we doing it?” Melanie asked as she absently ran her fingers through his hair.
“Because,” Aidan said as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers, “I love dancing with you.”
“You remember dancing with me?” Melanie asked as he pulled one of his arms back so that he could place his hand on the side of her belly as he moved her around the room.
“I remember that I never wanted to let you go,” he said, pressing a kiss against her forehead as he felt their baby boy push against his hand.
“You are a smooth talker, Aidan Bradford,” Melanie said as she pulled him down for a kiss.
“Yes, I am,” Aidan said, smiling as he met her for a kiss that had him struggling to remember that they needed to take this slowly.
It was the same reminder that he’d told himself when he heard the shower turn on and he had to stop himself from joining her, but god, did he want to fucking join her. For several minutes, he’d stood outside the bathroom door, debating walking into that bathroom so that he could run his hands over her as he kissed every inch of her body.
“That’s two,” Melanie said, brushing her lips teasingly against his as Aidan felt her pull his tie loose.
“Two, what?” Aidan asked as he felt her small fingers work his shirt open.
“Of the five completely random things that you owe me,” she said as he pulled his shirt out of his pants so that she could push it off him.
“Then, shouldn’t I get credit for three things?” Aidan asked as he reached up and pulled her towel loose when he felt her hand work his belt free.
“No,” Melanie said, smiling as he dropped her towel.
“Three more things, hmm?” Aidan murmured as he moved her closer to the bed.
“According to the rule book,” Melanie said, making his lips twitch as he sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her closer so that he could press a kiss against the large swell of her belly.
“I want you,” he said with another kiss as he reached down and began pulling his shoes off as she ran her fingers through his hair.
“That’s one,” Melanie said as he stood up so that she could finish pushing his pants down as he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.
“You drive me out of my fucking mind.”
“That’s two.”
“I never stopped thinking about you.”
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“Your turn,” Aidan said as he helped her climb onto the bed.
“I think about you, too,” Melanie admitted as he guided her to sit back against the pillows.
“That’s a good start,” Aidan murmured as he carefully climbed onto the bed and sat down next to her.
“I want you, too,” she found herself saying as he leaned over so that he could kiss her as he said, “Better.”
“I really want you to touch me,” Melanie said against his lips.
“Much better,” Aidan said as she felt him run his hand down her thigh and then-
She groaned softly. “I really like that.”
“What else do you like, Melanie?” Aidan asked as he slowly ran his fingers between her legs.
“You,” she said on a soft moan as she reached up and cupped his face in her hands.
Groaning, Aidan deepened the kiss as he ran his fingers over her, teasing her until she found herself spreading her legs apart. He took his time touching her, tracing her slit with his fingers, groaning when he parted her lips and found her wet. His fingers felt so good, Melanie thought even as she bit back a disappointed sigh as she waited for him to pull his hand away only to moan when he continued touching her.
When she was with Adam, he would only touch her to make sure that she was wet, and once she was, he would stop touching her. It used to leave her feeling frustrated and disappointed. She’d always wanted more but never knew how to ask. At least, she never knew how to tell him in a way that would actually make him listen.
As she laid there, kissing Aidan as he ran his fingertips over her clit, teasing it with soft touches that had her breaths coming a little faster, Melanie had a feeling that he would never have a problem doing all those things that she liked. When she felt his fingertips slide over her core, she couldn’t help but moan.
“Do you like that?” Aidan asked against her lips.
“Yes,” Melanie said, running her fingers through his hair, encouraging him to keep touching her as she sat there, unable to help but moan.
“We need to slow down,” Aidan said even as he turned his hand and slowly slid his finger inside her.
“We really do,” she readily agreed as she continued to kiss him as she dropped one hand so that she could slide it over his leg and-