Return To Me. Jacquelin Thomas

she made sure all the doors were locked, turned on the security alarm and checked on Emery. He was sound asleep, clutching a Spider-Man toy. He always took a superhero to bed with him.

      She ran her fingers softly through his curls, then kissed him on the cheek.

      Bree stifled a yawn as she navigated to her bedroom, where she turned on the TV and prepared a bath.

      Stepping out of the bubbles fifteen minutes later, she wrapped a thick blue towel around herself and stared in the mirror. Austin’s kiss still lingered on her lips. Bree closed her eyes, reliving the way he smelled and the feel of his muscles. His touch was imprinted in the places he’d touched her. It amazed her that a good-night kiss could awaken her in areas that had lain dormant since Caleb’s death.

      She’d gone on dates in the past, but none lasted more than a couple of months at best. Bree’s focus stayed on her son and building her client base. She wanted to remarry, and had no doubt that she would when the right man came along. After an entertaining evening with Austin, she felt that he had a lot of potential in terms of a relationship.

      The sound of the television in the bedroom infiltrated her musings. One of those reality shows was on. Give me a good book any day, she thought.

      Stifling a yawn, she slipped on a nightgown, then padded into a bedroom decorated with a soothing color scheme of purple and silver-gray with black accents.

      Bree was more than ready to dive into the four-poster bed. Her day had been a long one, but so worth it, she decided.

      Her summer was off to a great start.