Chapter 43
Brielle
I can tell by the stony expression on Allen’s face that whatever Pete just told him was not happy news, despite the thumbs-up he gives me before he opens the door and walks out into the night air, shutting the door firmly behind him.
While he is gone, I tend the pan of bacon, rotating the pieces to make sure they cook evenly and do not burn. But I find myself smiling as the memories Allen and I have created tonight play like a carousel in my mind.
The first time we made love started off slow and sensual. The subsequent times took on different moods – playful, carnal – but every single one of them had one thing in common: a passionately deep and abiding emotional connection unlike anything I have ever experienced.
The mere thought of it makes me go deliciously warm f
