Beth is a widow and Greg is an ex-con. They are two lost souls who have a random night of sex together. Nine months later they meet again—this time, she's giving birth to their son. Everything changes when Greg holds Josh, but this isn’t real, they're not married, or a happy family. Plus there are ghosts from the past who won't leave them alone. Greg can offer money, but can’t offer love. Their relationship should be doomed, but sometimes the most unlikely of partners bring out the best in each other...if they can only stay alive.
His lips parted, and Beth tasted the sweetness of his coffee as she explored his mouth. She had forgotten how sensual a kiss could be as his lips pressed firmly against hers, and his tongue swirled and discovered every corner of her mouth. His arms encircled her waist, pulling her close as his body pressed into her. It was too long since she had felt a man against her, a man hard for her, wanting her. Her arms hung at her side. She didn’t trust herself to touch him. She didn’t trust herself to do anything. He pulled away, and she found herself leaning forward, her breathing rapid as her mouth and body ached and yearned for more.
“I’d like to stay, Beth. You don’t know me, but I won’t hurt you, I promise. I just want to be with you.”
She could tell him to leave, but he made her hot in places that had been cold for so long. Her need was frightening in its intensity. He stood still. She needed to be wanted by him tonight, even if he walked out the door in the morning. In fact, she wanted him to walk out the door in the morning. No one would know. Didn’t she deserve to have a night of passion with a stranger, to make up for all the pain?
“Yes.” Was that her voice? It sounded breathy. He smiled at her and then bent his head so his lips touched her neck. His tongue swirled on her skin, causing her to melt inside. Her body was hot, and yet she shivered. The yearning she sensed deep inside was almost painful, but it was a good pain. She was still alive.
He stopped and stood back. “You’re sure about this? I can still go. I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to.”
Beth took a deep breath and nodded before she changed her mind, or her heart stopped from anticipation. He kissed her. She couldn’t remember a kiss before lasting so long … could lips be explored that much? He ran his tongue from one end of her lips to the other, and nipped at her lips as she nipped at his. And then he moved away.
His hands rested on her hips and moved up under her t-shirt, causing goose bumps to rise where he touched her bare skin. His hands were rough, and it felt so personal as he gently rubbed them up and down her waist. Before she could think twice about her decision, he pulled her t-shirt over her head and threw it aside, and then his hands went back to her waist.
He stood there gazing at her. What was she supposed to do? He stared at her with such longing, such passion. She had forgotten what it felt like. It felt as if she was a woman again, even if only for one night. Her body throbbed with an ache between her legs, an ache long forgotten.