Read Waiting for You (RightMatch.com Trilogy) Online
Authors: Kathryn Shay
Tags: #trilogy kindle books, #about families, #contemporary romance novel, #Online dating site, #keeping secrets and telling lies, #police officer romance, #dancing school setting
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Zoe Caufield and Kurt Lansing were once deeply in love—until he betrayed her. Now, Kurt’s back in Bayview Heights, running a clinic where her students volunteer, and he wants another chance with Zoe. But she’ll never trust him again, and there’s nothing he can do to win her back. Or is there? “A fascinating and emotionally gripping story.” RT Book Reviews
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Bayview Heights has one of the best educational systems in the state, but they have their problems, too. Gangs are encroaching from the city, the town newspaper is criticizing them, and an angry board member objects to some innovative classes. These issues frame three intense romances where teachers must overcome personal issues as well as professional ones.
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MEANT TO BE
“I won again!” Cole accompanied his declaration with a punch of his fist into the air. He grinned over at Beth, who sat next to him on the couch in the sunroom. God he was cute sometimes, and his demeanor contributed to that younger look he said was due to good genes.
Beth stared down at Bananagrams, a word game similar to Scrabble, but each person created her own board. Whoever used up all the letters in the common pile first won. She only had one tile left. It was the third time he’d beat her. “I can’t believe it. I never lose at this game. With MJ, her husband, Ava and Rob.”
Online, they’d talked about what they did in their spare time and both had a fondness for board games, especially word and question games. After a dinner of cold shrimp, hot bread, salad, and dessert to come, Cole had suggested they play Bananagrams because he was so good at it.
“I don’t lose, either, sweetheart.” Pivoting on the couch to face her, he tipped her chin. “I claim my prize.”
Her brows furrowed. “Did we set a prize?”
“Of course. The winner got to pick it.” Staring into her eyes, he saw them deepen to green. “And I choose our first kiss.”
When she didn’t object, he lowered his head and brushed his lips over hers softly, sweetly, testing and teasing.
A low moan escaped Beth as he drew away. Her eyes opened, hazy with desire.
“Too much? Too soon?” he asked.
“No, not enough,” she whispered honestly.
“Oh, good.” He pulled her into his arms. Their chests nestled against each other and the feel of her curves, the scent of her made him hard.
This time, he took her mouth. The kiss was possessive. Hot. Consuming. Of their own volition, his arms banded around her and he tried to get closer. So did she. Her hand went to his hair, tangling in it. She opened her mouth to him, let him explore, did some searching of her own.
The embrace went on a long time. Finally he pulled back—and was shocked to see her blouse opened a few buttons. Her face blanked as she looked at him.
He said, “Wow!”
Covering her heart with her hand, she said, “Wow is right. I…” She pointed to his hair. “Did I do that?”
“I guess.” Reaching out, he ran a finger around the lacy peach bra he’d exposed. Touched the locket there. “And I got to see this.”
She looked down. Her face flushed, but he liked that she didn’t try to shield herself from him.
Leaning back into the cushions, he crossed his ankle over his knee and took in a deep breath. He remembered her emails well.
One night, on her dead husband’s birthday, it was late, and they’d been having a glass of wine at either end of the computers together…
I know you miss him.
I miss everything. The way he smiled, how kind he was. I also miss sex.
Um, nothing, since he died?
No. (Woman smiling here.) Not with anybody.
And later, when he’d convinced her to let him come down to the lake this weekend…
Don’t worry, honey, fix up a spare room. You’re calling the shots on how this relationship progresses. I’m grateful just to get to see you in person.
Thanks, Cole. I need to take things slowly.
No problem.
You are so sweet. Why hasn’t anybody scooped you up before?
The picture’s fake. I’m really ugly.
LOL!
Given that his heart was beating a wild tattoo for her, and his body was demanding more, he had to calm himself in order to say, “I should apologize. We said no sex this weekend; we agreed on it. I promised.” He shrugged. “I don’t know what happened.”
She stared at him, her face glowing with something he couldn’t identify. Then she shocked him by moving in closer. Even more so when she tucked her feet under her, knelt up and looped her arms around his neck. Her face close to his, she said, “I changed my mind.”
His eyes closed. “God, I hope you mean what I think you mean.”
A very female chuckle. “I do, probably.” She leaned in closer and her breasts swelled in the pushup bra she wore. “Tell me what you want, Cole.”
“You.” He brushed her lush breasts with his knuckles. “This. All of you.”
Her hand drifted to his crotch and pressed, none too gently. “Then take me.”
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