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Passion Takes Time (A Promise of Passion Book 4) by M. E. Nesser (18)

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Chad

I woke up with a mane of dark-brown hair in my face and a warm body snuggled up next to me. I could feel my morning erection against her back. I pushed her hair off of my face and then brushed it off of her own. I ran my fingers through her hair and stared at her profile. She really was beautiful. My fingers must have been just enough to wake her.

“Are you staring at me?” she mumbled.

She never said the expected. “Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. You are a beautiful woman, Emily.”

She rolled toward me so we were face to face. She grabbed my face and pulled my mouth to hers. She kissed me gently. I kissed her back with more conviction.

“Thank you for sleeping over last night. That is the best I have slept in a really long time,” I told her.

“Me too. Hey, what time is it?” she asked.

“Almost eight. We’d better get up.” Getting out of bed was the furthest thing from my mind. I wanted to spend the entire day in bed with this little vixen. It was obvious Emily felt the same way. She gave me a chaste peck on the lips and reluctantly got out of bed. She went into the bathroom and closed the door. I slowly got up and started getting clothes out for the day. I was really hoping we would have had more time.

She came out of the bathroom dressed and ready for the day. She put her hair in a ponytail, which made her look young and playful. I loved the fact that she was wearing the same clothes two days in a row. I don’t think the ‘old Emily,’ as she referred to herself last night, would have been so nonchalant about not having a change of clothes. It was fun putting a kink in her structured life. My plan was to shake things up for her on a more regular basis.

“Hurry up,” she said. “I want to stop by the deli and grab a coffee and croissant on the way to class.”

“Ah, the romance is over. My damsel desires caffeine and carbs. Give me two minutes, and I’ll be ready.”

The deli wasn’t too crowded, and we made it to class by five minutes to nine. We sat next to each other, and I felt a connection to her that was intense yet comforting. I smiled at her. She smiled back. We discovered a lot about one another in a short time and it was impossible for me not to be excited about how the relationship was progressing. Now it was time to concentrate, however. Law school took a lot of time and effort and we were both determined to excel. Since I no longer had to speculate whether or not she was interested in me, I could truly focus.

After the very long and complicated lecture, Emily and I agreed that Mexican food was calling us. We went back to our favorite place to get burritos. We chatted about everything and about nothing. We had a lifetime of experiences we wanted to share with each other. We agreed we should go our separate ways after our afternoon classes, or we would never get any of our schoolwork done. When the second afternoon class ended, I mentioned I was hungry.

“Well…we both need to eat. Why don’t we grab something at the cafeteria, and then we’ll go our separate ways?” she suggested. It was obvious neither one of us wanted to be alone.

She didn’t have to ask me twice. I was looking forward to spending more time with her. “That sounds good to me. Let’s go.”

I took my time eating because I didn’t want our time together to be over. “Where are you off to after we finish?” I asked her.

“Probably to the library. If I go back to Dad’s place, I’ll probably fall asleep. What about you?” she asked me.

“I was thinking the same thing. This is silly. Why don’t we just go over to the library together?”

She looked like she was processing the most complicated theory. “I think that would be nice. I’m just not sure if I’ll be able to concentrate,” she said worriedly. “Your maleness is quite distracting you know,” she said with a huge smile on her face. I couldn’t help but remember when she teased me about my maleness last night.

“Well, I’ll try to keep my maleness under control as best as possible. It’ll be tricky, but I’d do anything for you. Listen, I promise if we can’t be productive in the same room, I’ll go somewhere else. Deal?”

“Deal.” We both laughed because we had made the same deal the previous day, but it hadn’t worked out like we’d planned. We cleared the table and walked to the library. I loved the kind of deals we made. I was so tempted to take her hand while we walked. I couldn’t believe how badly I wanted to touch this girl. I resisted because we both needed to get some work done. The simple act of touching her would most likely get us both riled up.

We found a small table in the back of the library. Most of the tables were full. It was very quiet. We sat down and reached into our bags to retrieve the materials we each needed. A part of me was relieved to be sitting next to her. Another part of me was confused by all of the intense feelings I was experiencing.

We each pulled out a book and started reading. About an hour later, Emily stood up. “I’m going to get something to drink. Can I get you anything?” she asked me.

“An iced tea would be great. Thanks.”

She scooted off and was back before I had a chance to start reading any more. I must have been daydreaming since the moment she’d walked off. She sat down and handed me the iced tea. When I touched her hand, I felt a heat. We definitely had a physical connection that was very intense.

We spent another two hours reading, before I noticed Emily kept trying to stifle her yawning.

“C’mon, Em, let’s get going. We need to get you to bed.”

“Em, huh? That’s what my sister, Sara, calls me. I like hearing it out of a man’s mouth. And you’re right, I’m beat. But what is this ‘we’ business you’re talking about?”

Oh, crap, maybe I was sounding pushy. I didn’t want to scare her. “No, I just mean you should get going. You were starting to close your eyes as you were sitting here. Listen, I’ll wait for a cab with you.”

We gathered our books and walked outside. The area in front of the library was pretty deserted. We had a short walk to get to the street so we could flag down a cab.

“Should we share a cab?” Emily suggested.

I didn’t think that was a good idea. “No, our places aren’t in the same direction. It’ll just end up wasting time and costing us more.” Boy, being reasonable was not feeling right.

“You’re probably right.” She sounded disappointed. I turned to face her. She looked disappointed too. I needed to touch her again. It had been too long.

I moved closer to her and wrapped her body in my arms. My mouth found her, and we began to explore each other. She could titillate my senses with her mouth alone. I found myself backing her up against the front of a small building. She pulled me closer and started pulling at my hair. God, I loved how that felt.

Her one hand tangled in my hair while her other hand slid down my back and pulled my hips closer to her. I could feel her pushing her midsection against mine. This girl was insatiable. There we were making out in public again. Granted there were hardly any people around, but it wouldn’t have mattered if there were.

I nuzzled her neck, and I could hear her panting in my ear. If we didn’t watch ourselves, we were going to get arrested for indecent exposure. That was something neither one of us could risk, with getting law degrees. I backed away from her reluctantly.

“What is it with you and the sides of buildings?” I asked. “If you don’t get going, we’re going to get busted for lewd behavior, and we can’t risk that.”

Emily pulled her coat up and gave me a defeated smile. “You’re right. We’d better call it a night.” She walked to the street and waited for a cab to pass by. One showed up within a few minutes. She looked at me sadly like she didn’t want to leave me, which I didn’t want her to do, and said, “Good night, Chad. Until tomorrow.”

“Night, Em.”

I found myself a cab a few minutes later and went back to my apartment. It was pretty late by the time I walked into my place, and I realized I was beat. I whipped off my clothes and crawled into bed. Emily was the last thing I thought of before I fell asleep.