Chapter Twenty-Six
She’d pretty much thrown herself at him.
But he’d wanted to wait, and surprisingly, it had been the most tender moment she’d ever experienced with a man. Wren wasn’t sure why, but those simple words had been so emotional, she’d begun to cry. At least they’d been in the water, so he probably hadn’t noticed.
She was still trying to figure things out. Wren couldn’t remember the last time she’d actually cried about anything, and here she was, having to admit that she’d cried not only tonight, but yesterday in the studio, after hearing Jeff’s rendition of the song that was closest to her heart.
They’d been pretty quiet since their time in the water, and Jeff was currently driving her back to the Inn.
Giving her another side glance, he was acting like he wasn’t quite sure what to say.
Wait a minute, she thought. Could he actually be shy about what had happened between them?
“You’re not disappointed in me?” she asked.
“What?” he growled quickly. “Are you kidding?”
“I kind of threw myself at you.”
“I’ll admit, it sort of surprised me, but I’ve never felt so comfortable in my own skin before,” he admitted softly. “Life feels good when we’re together, and despite the threats hanging over your head, you handle everything so gracefully – almost without fear. You disappeared for a while after you transitioned from a model to full-time vocalist, and I won’t ask why. But I knew you’d be back. I’ve always considered you pretty much perfect from the first time I noticed you as a teenager, you know.”
“I’ve tried,” she answered dryly.
He barked out a laugh.
“But you’re pretty much perfect yourself,” she confessed, realizing she meant it.
He snorted. “Hardly.”
“No, Jeff,” she said quietly. “Don’t ever believe that you’re not as far as I’m concerned, no matter what might happen in the future.”
And when he pulled up to the Inn’s entrance to drop her off, he quickly tugged her into his arms, kissing her deeply, passionately.
She felt lost in sensation, so much so that she had trouble breaking away until a car pulled up behind Jeff’s truck.
What she felt was more than just a physical reaction, she realized. She was suddenly coming to understand that this might be the first guy who’d actually have the power to break her heart.
“I’d better see you to the door,” he said, stepping out from the truck.
When he opened the passenger door for her, she was still feeling dazed.
But as he was ready to leave her at the Inn’s entrance, she quickly pressed herself against him, kissing him deeply again.
“I have a feeling we’re both going to be doing a lot of thinking tonight,” she murmured, heading inside after the automatic glass doors swept open.
Jeff was grinning when she turned to wave goodbye from inside the lobby.