Just Like a Hero
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“No chance of messing up our clothes, if we’re not wearing any.”
She smiled. “I’m told it could save hundreds a year on laundry and dry cleaning bills.”
“Damn it, Lexie. Are you going to let me move in here?”
“Would you like that?”
“What I’d really like is for you to marry me.”
She grinned. “My mother will be thrilled.”
“That’s nice. What would you be?”
“I’ve been thinking.”
“Have you? About what?”
“About how much I love this place.”
He shook his head. “No, you like this place. You only love me.”
She giggled, a soft girlish laughter.
She didn’t respond until he prodded, “Right?”
“Right,” she mused. “I’ve been thinking since you live next door and I live here, what if we combined the two apartments.”
He frowned. “Why?”
“Because after we get married, we might have one or two or maybe three kids. One place is too small for a family of five, and I don’t want to leave this neighborhood.”
He laughed at her roundabout response to his proposal. Still, he pressed, “So you are going to marry me?”
She ignored the question. “With a little reconstruction, we could have a very comfortable place to live for the rest of our lives.”
“You want to know a secret?”
She was taking off his shirt. “What?”
“God, I love the way these things jiggle when you move,” he said, temporarily losing his concentration. He reached for her breasts.
“That’s the secret?”
He grinned. “No, the secret is Mr. Kerrington asked me if I wanted to buy this place. He’s sick of it and the problems that come with it.”
“Really,” she asked, her happiness and excitement obvious. “Can we afford it?”
Jim nodded. “He’s desperate and about to list it at a bargain. With my place rented, we should be fine. We don’t need to start construction anytime soon, do we? I mean, you’re not…”
“No, I’m not pregnant, yet.”
“You want to wait a little on that?”
She nodded. “I think we can talk about it again next year.”
She leaned against him and spread kisses over his mouth, nose, cheeks and throat, while causing him a groan of pleasure as their naked bodies brushed together. “You are thinking to leave the old folks alone, right? I mean you’re not buying it to somehow get them out.”
“I don’t dislike them, Lexie. As long as you’re safe, we’ll get along fine.”
She brightened at his comment. “Let’s eat,” she said as she felt his response press into her belly.
“My thoughts exactly,” he said as he sat, refusing to let her go. He guided her to his lap then brought her fork and plate to sit next to his. “You still want to go to Italy?”
“Honeymoon?” she asked.
He nodded.
“I was thinking when I go to stay there for a spell, at least a month. Can you get off that long?”
“Why?”
“We can make it a business/ honeymoon trip. While there, I mean to visit dozens of towns, and even more restaurants and collect recipes from Venice to Naples.”
He grinned. “I have some time coming. We’ll work it out. Tomorrow, we’ll buy the ring.”
She smiled.
He took a bite of his chicken parmesan. “Did you make this?” he asked.
“Of course.”
“Damn,” he managed on a groan of pleasure. “You’re going to be the best wife, ever.
“One more thing.”
“What?” she asked.
“You never told me you loved me.”
“Of course I did.”
He shook his head, saying nothing more.
She blinked. “Are you sure?”
He gave her a long look. “I wouldn’t forget something like that, Lexie.”
“If you’re really a hero, you wouldn’t make me say it alone.” She blinked then frowned. “Now that I think of it, you never said it either?”
He laughed, knowing she was right. He’d never actually said it. “Shall we say it together then?”
“On the count of three?” she asked on a giggle.
He smiled. “One,” he said as he leaned forward and dropped a gentle kiss to her cheek. “I love you, Lexie. Two,” he said as he dragged his mouth over the side of her face to the edge of her lips, sending chills down her back. “I love you, Lexie. Three,” he said as he kissed her eyes, her chin and finally her mouth. “I’m always going to love you, Lexie.”
She smiled; her gaze was wide with happiness. She was breathing hard when he finally pulled back. “Always, are you sure?”
“I’m very sure,” he returned.
“In that case, I love you, Jim,” she said as she cupped his face in her hands.
Following his example, she deposited a dozen kisses to his eyes, his cheeks, chin and lips, leaving him equally breathless. “I do love you, Jim,” she whispered close to his ear.
He grinned, then asked, “What would a hero do next?”
“He’d carry his lady to her bedroom, of course.”
He nodded, came to his feet and brought her with him. “I like the way heroes think.”
About the Author
Patricia Pellicane lives with her husband on Long Island in New York. Her six children live in neighboring towns as do most of her sixteen grandchildren. Her favorite hobby is reading. Patricia insists her ideas for stories come while doing dishes. “Could anything be more boring? It’s nearly impossible to keep your mind from wandering.” In a recent interview she was asked: How hard or easy is it for you to write? Patricia returned with, “Someone once wrote. ‘Writing is easy. All you have to do is put a sheet of paper in a typewriter and stare at it until blood forms on your forehead’. Sometimes writing is exactly like that. And other times it’s a wondrous happening where words flow from mind to fingers to computer screen almost without conscious thought. It doesn’t matter which way it works for you. Once a writer begins the journey, they’re hooked. It’s a drug, and you can’t stop looking for that next story, that next high.”
Patricia’s fans can contact her at, ppellicane@gmail.com or stop in at her website at www.patriciapellicane.com Click under Books for a list of her twenty-two printed published books and About Me to catch a glimpse of what Patricia thinks about life in general and more.
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**Publisher's Note** This is an extensively revised version of a previously released title.
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