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deserve escape, I responded, “I want to. I want to be able to deal with all of this. But I don’t know that I can.”
    “You can. I have no doubts.” He placed a tender kiss on my lips, removed his fingers from inside me, and he rose from his knees. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a tiny set of keys and moved behind me. “You seem to be in a more reasonable mood now. I think we can do away with these.”
    With each click I stretched my arm, and before I could stand, he was once again in front of me, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me to my feet. He rubbed the stiff muscles of my arms, coaxing them back to life. He grabbed the throw from the sofa and wrapped the woven spread around my waist. With a kiss to the top of my head, he took my hand and led me to the bedroom.
    My moment of embarrassment at the scattered items strewn across the dresser top passed when he pulled back the black and white comforter on my bed and patted the pillow. He guided me to the bedside, but before allowing me to sit, he grasped my shirt and began to undo the buttons. “Elaine, it’s hard for me to be what you want. I’ve spent so much time alone. I’ve never dated, so incorporating someone into my plans is an adjustment. Yes, I had Lydia, but for the most part, ours was more like a relationship one might have with their cat. There was love with no dependency, but for the barest of needs. I’ve never had a conventional relationship, so I don’t always know the rules. But if anything makes me want to try...it’s you.”
    I swallowed hard. He pushed the shirt off my shoulders, sliding it down my arms and back. He gripped my shoulders, urging me to turn around.
    Facing away, I allowed a tear that had gathered beneath the rim of my eye to slide down my cheek. Would he tuck me in and leave? Could I do what he asked? Did I even want to?
    With the snap of each bra hook, my anxiety grew. Nothing would ever be easy with Xavier. The straps fell down my arms, and the garment landed on the floor. He lowered a hand to my hip, unwound the throw, and then urged me onto the bed.
    He tossed the throw across the bottom and pulled the covers up, covering my bare breasts. He stared at me. “You are so beautiful, have I told you that tonight?” Gripping his shirt in large masculine hands, he tugged the fabric loose from his pants, and began undoing his own buttons.
    “What are you doing?”
    He paused. “Undressing. Is that a problem?”
    “No. I just...”
    He shot me a wicked grin. “Did you think I was done with you?”
    “No... I guess... I just never imagined us having sex in my bed.”
    The shirt hit the ground, and he unbuckled his belt. “Why?”
    “Honestly, I barely had time to warm up to the idea of being with you before you were gone.”
    He stepped out of his pants, thumbed off his shoes and socks and then bent down to kiss me on the forehead. “I’m sorry. I’ll be better, I promise.”
    Once he walked to the other side of the bed, he slid his boxers over his rounded ass, each side flexing as he stepped out of them. He was so beautiful. When he turned, any doubts about his intentions disappeared with the sight of his erection.
    “In fact...” He dragged back the covers on his side and slid into bed, wrapping his arms around me. So comfortable. So normal. “You’re not going to be able to get rid of me now.” He placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Careful what you wish for, Elaine.”
    With that, he crawled over me, nestling his hips between my thighs. When his cock nudged my entrance, a new wave of heat flooded my body, flushing my skin.
    “Let me make love to you.” He waited, searching my eyes for what seemed like permission.
    I didn’t answer him with words, but instead encircled my legs around his hips and invited him closer.
    He eased into me and stilled, his eyes wide. “I was a fool to think I could live without you.” He lowered the weight of his body onto mine.
    The feel of him didn’t help my resolve.