Kate’s heart pounded as Peter led her out of Will’s room and closed the door. They had just finished reading to Will and tucking him in.
As soon as he’d closed the door, he turned and encircled Kate with his arms, holding her against him. “I was hoping you were ready now,” he whispered. “I swear I’m not trying to push.”
She closed her eyes, trembling. “I know. Actually, I…I’m ready.” Even though his warm strength aroused her, the prospect of such intense intimacy with a man terrified her. What had happened with Trevor had scarred her deeply, making it nearly impossible for her to trust enough to let go.
Apparently, Peter sensed her nervousness. He stroked her hair soothingly with one hand while rubbing the palm of his other in slow sensuous circles across her back.
“Kate,” he murmured
