“Distant James came home from working on Wednesday strangely tense and quiet. He was intense as he made love to me that night, his eyes full of…something. I couldn’t identify it, but it worried me. And going to bed without him ever clearing it up worried me even more. My worry didn’t let up the next morning when I woke to find him turned away from me. He was nude, a whisper of a sheet playing low on one dusky hip. Even concerned, I had to admire that sleek play of muscle along his naked sid...e. I never got to see this side of him. I stroked his hip with a hand. He flinched away, still sound asleep. My first instinct was to back off, to give him space. I could well understand the need for space. But I was beginning to understand him well enough to know that space wasn’t what he wanted, or even what he needed. I pressed my body against his back, rubbing my hand over that sexy golden hip. I nuzzled into his neck.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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