CHAPTER 8
Maine stayed still, his hands having a mind of their own as they continued to stroke Orchid’s back. She held him tight, like she needed him, and Maine wanted to be the man for her. The one who cradled her while she cried, and took care of her, and made sure she never experienced unhappiness again.
The feelings were strange and new for him, and he absolutely welcomed them. It was nice to think about someone else for a change, and feel like perhaps his only worth didn’t depend on how far and how accurate he could throw a ball.
He finally swept his lips along her cheek. Then her earlobe, his pulse quickening when she leaned into his touch. He pressed his mouth to her temple and whispered, “Come on.”
She stepped out of his arms and looked at Tanner, who was still asleep on the ta
