Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Bishop finally broke the kiss and leaned his forehead on mine. “I know you were looking at a rental yesterday, but I’d really love for you to come back home.”
I pulled my head back and studied him. “Wait, how did you know I was looking at a rental?”
He frowned slightly. “Two years away from Boggy Creek and you forgot how quickly gossip spreads in this town.”
I was positive my mouth was hanging open in shock. “But that fast? How?”
“I’m going to guess the listing agent probably said something. Someone overheard, then told someone in Annie’s, and the word just spread.”
I shook my head. “Damn small towns.”
Bishop smiled and tapped my nose with his finger. “What do you say? Will you come home?”
Is this really happening? “I’m so afraid this is a dream, and I’ll wake up back in Boston.”
He raised a single brow on his handsome face. “Then I better show you it’s not a dream.”
He flipped me back onto the bed and crawled over me. My stomach dipped at the anticipation of Bishop being inside of me again.
He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips before settling between my legs.
“Bishop.” My voice cracked, and I knew he could hear my nervousness. He stopped and looked down at me.
“I, um…I went to see a therapist here in town. I’ve only seen her once; she was recommended to me by a friend in Boston who’s also a therapist. I spoke a lot about you and the baby we lost. Mostly about my fear of you not forgiving me, of being a coward and wasting these last two years. Also, how to make a life again in Boggy Creek, possibly without you.”
Sadness swept across his face, and he moved off of me and lay on his side. I did the same, facing him.
“Did you see a therapist in Boston?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No. But like I said, I met a good friend, and she really helped me a lot.”
He smiled and ran his hand up and down my arm. “I’m glad you had someone to talk to, Abs.”
I dug my teeth into my lower lip, pondering my next question.
Bishop chuckled as he reached up and pulled it free. “Talk to me, Abby.”
“Would you like to go with me to my next appointment?”
A brightness returned to his eyes. “Really?”
I nodded. “Yes. I wish I had gone with you when you asked me. Maybe if I had, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.”
“Abby, you’ve got to stop beating yourself up.”
“I know, I know. I just hope you know how much I regret leaving. I’ve missed you so much, Bishop.”
He reached for me and rolled onto his back, settling me on top so I straddled him. He stared up at me with a wicked smile. “We’ve done enough talking. Why don’t you show me how much you’ve missed me?”
I pushed down and rubbed against his hard-on, causing us both to moan. Shifting up onto my knees, I positioned Bishop at my entrance and slowly eased down until he was completely inside of me.
“Fuuuuck. I’m not going to last long, Abby. I want to come inside you again.”
Leisurely moving up and down, I nodded. “Yes. I want you to.”
Bishop grabbed my body and lifted his hips. I sucked in a breath at how deep he went and then sighed in pleasure.
I placed my hands on his chest and picked up my rhythm. “Bishop. Oh God, yes! Oh God!”
“That’s it, baby…use me to make yourself come. Christ, you’re so goddamn sexy. That’s it, Abs. You feel so good, sweetheart.”
I moved faster, and the sound of Bishop moaning nearly made me orgasm. I sat up, and the feel of him so deep inside of me was more than I could take. The moment I opened my eyes and saw him looking up at me, I lost the fight. I came hard and fast.
From the look on Bishop’s face, he was just as close. He called out my name and sat up, wrapping me in his arms while he came right along with me.
When our bodies were spent, Bishop dropped back on the bed and I followed. I wasn’t sure how long I lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat go from pounding to slow and steady.
Lifting up, I moved to his side, and Bishop turned and drew me against his body, holding me like he was afraid I would leave again.
“I swear to you, I’ll never hurt you again, Bishop. Never.”
He tightened his arms for a moment, then loosened his grip. We both drifted off to sleep.
Bishop
A feeling of utter happiness washed over me when I woke up with Abby in my arms later in the afternoon. I still couldn’t believe she was finally back.
I gently moved away from her, then rolled over and got out of bed. Glancing at the clock, I breathed a sigh of relief. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep; it just felt so fucking good to have Abby’s warm body up against mine. I creeped into my closet and grabbed a pair of jeans and a long-sleeve shirt. We still had two hours before everyone started to show up, and I needed to get a few things set up outside.