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slinging the covers up over my shoulders.
    He lays his book on his lap and sinks down in the bed next to me. So we are eye to eye. He leans over and places a sweet kiss on my lips. I feel my eyes spark to life, in amazement. His mouth is soft and tender. I lift my hand to his cheek and hold him to my mouth. Our lips touching. I breathe him in. My eyes close completely. I feel him. His touch and kindness. It’s like his delicate tenderness reaches into my body and washes all my worries away. He makes a light groaning noise and I retract my hands from his face and pull my lips from his, opening my eyes as I pull away from his magnetism. Snapping the gentle bond between us.
    James doesn’t say a word, he sits back and up starts to read again. My heart feels wonderful and at peace.

Chapter Six
     
    It’s now Wednesday, the day Stacy is arriving. He should be here any minute now, with Kyle. Yesterday, James and I woke up and cuddled in bed like nothing happened the day before. He never spoke to me about what happened or what he said he was going to. I let it go because I’m not going to push him. He didn’t kiss me again yesterday either, which totally bummed me out. Why? I don’t freaking know. I was actually anti-horny yesterday too. For the first day in weeks. I only flicked the bic once, right before I took a dip in the relaxing whirlpool tub.
    This cabin is so relaxing. I haven’t heard from Johnathan or Claire again. Which sucks. But I’ll live, and I read a book in bed most of the day yesterday as James finished Inferno. We ate leftover chicken for dinner and I made sure to bring him up a Snickers bar when I went down to the kitchen. He loves those things. He took some time out to go for a run in the forest and some of his daily workout. Most days he does dumbbells, crunches, pushups and runs on the treadmill at home. Occasionally , if we have a slow paparazzi day he goes to the gym. But thanks to me he’s been too busy to hit it up regularly. His body doesn’t show any less musculature. So, I guess that’s good.
    Right now I’m lying on the same couch that I’ve fallen in love with. James is doing another work out. I hate to see him after he gets done. Especially yesterday, all hot and sweaty and sexy as hell. I truthfully can’t get his cock out of my mind. I’m like a love struck teenager. Without the love part, it’s more lust. I lust his cock. No, correction, my greedy pussy does. I do not.
    I’m reading my nook on this expensive couch. Wuthering Heights for the sixth time. I love this book. I’m relaxing in a blue dress that’s not maternity but fits well over my bump. Makes me look fat, but everything does. At least my ass hasn’t earned its own zip code yet.
    Ding-dong-ding-dong
    Stacy’s here!
    I put my nook on the coffee table and skip like a little girl to the door , so excited to see my best friend. I unlock the two dead bolts and open it up.
    “Stacy!!!” I scream, jumping up and down excited. He drops his bag on the ground. “Emily!” he screams back just as enthusiastic and grabs me up into his beautiful arms and we hug. I kiss his cheek over and over and over. In quick chicken pecks. Damn, I’ve missed him. I know we’re like stupid teenage girls. But I love Stacy. He’s great.
    He lets me go and takes a step back.
    “Look at you woman, I haven’t seen you in what? A week and you’ve grown.” He stares at my belly.
    “Yep, fat artichokes.” I pat my tummy and glance around him and there’s Kyle. “Hi Kyle , ” I smile and walk around Stacy and wrap my arms around his neck and pull him into an awkward hug. He hugs me back, it’s loose but not as weird as I anticipated. Yah! Maybe he doesn’t hate me as much after all.
    “Aw, look at you two. My two favorite people hugging... Adorable , ” Stacy chimes in. I think he’s sounding gayer and gayer every day. My sweet best friend. I can’t stop smiling. It’s one of those perma-grins that I know will eventually hurt. But