Single Mum Seeks…. Teresa Hill

a spot that was already tingling with longing. She thought about his warm, moist mouth teasing, caressing, his beautiful, hard body plastered up against hers.

      Lily stretched her neck out to the side, like she was giving him that spot, giving him anything he wanted, and let her body settle in against his. His arms tightened around her ever so slowly and carefully, like he was determined not to take advantage of the situation.

      Or she hoped that’s what it was.

      That he was a nice man.

      A very nice, wickedly sexy man.

      His nose nuzzled her ear, teased her hair, his hand cupping one side of her face and his lips settling as gently as a whisper against her temple before he slowly drew back, a wry grin on his face.

      Lily tried not to whimper or to beg for more. Tried to stand on her own two feet without any help from him and tried not to look too thrilled by what he’d done or too devastated that it was over.

      “So…she got an eyeful?” Lily asked, reminding herself what this had all been about.

      “Yes, she did.” He grinned easily, the way a man might look at a woman he considers a good friend. “I hope that was okay? I mean, I hope I didn’t offend you…”

      “No. Of course not,” she said. “Anything to help out a neighbor.”

      “Well, she’s gone so…” He waited, like he wanted to say more.

      She waited, too, hoping, wanting, needing, thrilled and a little bit scared.

      But then he shook his head and all he said was, “I should be getting back to work. Thanks again, Lily.”

      “You’re welcome,” she said.

      She waited until he was out the door and she heard his lawn mower start before she sank down to the floor in her kitchen, leaning back against the cabinets, closed her eyes and relived every glorious second of what had just happened.

      Sadly, it was the sexiest thing that had happened to her in years.