LOGINWhen fiercely independent Aiden Matthews makes a spontaneous decision to visit home after a long absence, what she intended to be a day-long trip turns into an entire summer filled with old friends, new acquaintances... and a rekindled old flame. But after stumbling upon a seventy year old secret and the ghosts it stirs up, Aiden must navigate the sudden challenges to everything she thought she knew about her family history while confronting her deepest fears in order to chase her most fervently held dreams.
View MoreA few hours later, they had both stirred at last and Aiden gave a delicious, delicate stretch with a soft, satisfied grin playing on her lips. Her body ached with muscle memories, still sore in all the right places, and she realized, all at once, that she wanted to feel that way every day she could. She couldn’t recall a time she’d felt happier, safer, more content than she did now. Usually, she was ready to bolt right around this time of a new thing, but this time… this time, she only knew she wanted more, could not get enough. And it wasn’t just the sex, either… it was all of it. She wanted to be near him all the time, hang on to his undivided attention, continue wading through all the discoveries to be had, both self and otherwise, with him at her side. That alone should have had her running for the hills, or right back to the City, but she knew it had to be because it was him. Her Mitch, her familiar, comfortable, solid Mitch, who also happened to be a great person in general, hot
A short while later, she stirred against him from where they’d collapsed back on the sofa. She felt him give a twitch from deep inside her, sending off another throb of pleasure to spill down her spine. She couldn’t help but arch her hips back, a move that had him springing back to life before she could even so much as gasp. “Hey Mitch?” she murmured dreamily, rocking gently against his lap, feeling his hands slide to cup her breasts and pull her tighter against him before one worked its way down to toy with her clit again. “Hm?” He barely replied, but didn’t stop his relentless work, sending little shockwaves through her as she drew it out as long as she could, slowly and steadily building the friction that she just couldn’t get enough of. “We’re not gonna make it to the beach, are we?” He gave a short, hoarse laugh at that, leaning up to press a kiss to the nape of her neck. “I don’t think so, but I’m still bent on taking you out tonight,” he breathed, unable to keep his hands o
This time, when he kissed her, it was slow and sweet, full of promise. She blindly set her coffee down and turned in his arms, clinging to him for all she was worth. She kissed him back with fervent need, an urge to seal her confession with something stronger than words.She inched further up, moving to straddle his lap, never breaking off the kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck as she rocked gently against him, her body making its silent request of his.Both his hands cupped her face, fingers delving into her hair as his mouth searched hers, never quite able to get enough of what he sought from her.“Fuck you taste so good,” he growled, sending a thrill to trip down her spine, her fingers already working at his shirt and his shorts, desperate to feel his skin beneath her touch.
Monday?!Somewhere in the back of her mind, a little voice sounded off, a taint of disappointment clear in there that the blissful little bubble they’d created was going to burst in less than five days. She knew, of course, that he had to go back. That the few days off he’d taken for himself were finite and that he had a load of responsibility to get back to. But she couldn’t help feeling crestfallen knowing that she was going to be on her own most of the days for the foreseeable future. She wondered what it would look like after Monday, if he would still have time for her, or if they would fall, predictably, into a more casual thing. She certainly didn’t like the slither of discomfort that wound its way down her spine at that thought. Because here in the bubble it felt like anything was possible. Maybe even that long elusive des
Mitch read over her shoulder, pensive. “I think we should start making a list of all the things we or a private investigator should look further into. I know just the guy, if you want me to reach out to him. Former cop, he lives in town.”
An hour or so later, Aiden sat in stunned silence, surrounded by photos, police reports, Bill’s own accounting of what had taken place. Mitch was rubbing a hand over his chin and mouth, peering at the sheer mountain of information before them. "So… if I’m reading this right, it looks like a series
Hours later, Aiden was plopped on her sofa, freshly showered, with a steaming cup of coffee in hand, just waiting for Mitch to finish up his own shower. She had taken advantage of the short respite from her inability to keep her hands off of him to read some more of her Grandad’s journal. As she de
The morning sun was brilliant in its greeting the next day, but Aiden barely registered that it had risen at all, in favor of snuggling in deep against the man who was starting to feel like he’d always been there. At the very least, like he belonged there. They had had their fair share of all-night






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