Bedroom Secrets. Michelle Celmer
“You Want To Do What?”
“Desensitize you.”
Considering the scandalized look on Ty’s face, this was going to be a tougher sell than Tina anticipated. To make this work, he would have to relinquish control, and it was pretty clear that he thrived on being in control.
“I’m afraid to ask what that means,” Ty said.
“In essence, you’ll have to unlearn everything you’ve learned about sex and start over.”
“And how would I do that?”
“Well, we would start with the basics, like holding hands. And when holding hands no longer makes you feel anxious, we move on.”
His brow furrowed. She had his attention now. “Move on to what, exactly?”
“Well, sitting close. Kissing would probably be next.” And boy, did Ty know how to kiss. Toe-curling, bone-melting, knock-your-socks-off-fantastic kisses.
“And then?” he asked.
“Touching.”
He cleared his throat. “And, um, where exactly will we be touching each other?”
She shrugged, and tried to keep her voice casual. “Eventually, everywhere.”
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Bedroom Secrets
Michelle Celmer
MICHELLE CELMER
lives in southeastern Michigan with her husband, their three children, two dogs and two cats. When she’s not writing or busy being a mom, you can find her in the garden or curled up with a romance novel. And if you twist her arm real hard you can usually persuade her into a day of power shopping.
Michelle loves to hear from readers. Visit her Web site at: www.michellecelmer.com, or write her at P.O. Box 300, Clawson, MI 48017.
To my great-nephews, Thomas Zachary
and Connor Michael. Welcome to the world, guys.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
One
She didn’t have enough money.
Tina DeLuca studied the change in her hand, dread creeping in to seize the empty space in her stomach the measly bowl of soup hadn’t filled. It had been the cheapest thing on the menu with any nutritional value. What she hadn’t counted on was the sales tax.
Not only did she not have money for the check, she wouldn’t have enough to use the pay phone on the off chance that she’d found her father. She’d hoped to call first rather than just showing up on his doorstep. Then she could at least determine if he was the correct Martin Lopez before she went barging in on his life.
And if he wasn’t? If this was another dead end? That feeling of dread swept back in. She was out of money with not a soul on earth to call for help. She had reached the end of the line. She could only hope the city had some sort of shelter she could spend the night in.
Or a jail, which is exactly where she would wind up if she couldn’t pay her bill, or somehow con her way out of paying it. But the only thing she hated more than being homeless and penniless was lying.
“Wherever God closes a door he opens a window,” her mother had written in her journal. Which had Tina wondering if the restroom had a window she could slip through.
No. She’d come this far without lying or cheating anyone. She would just have to be honest and hope the kind-faced woman took pity on her.
“You sure I can’t get you anything else, hon?” The kindly old waitress she suspected was the “Mae” of Mae’s Diner hovered by her table and Tina’s heart began to pound. Her hands shook so badly some of the change she’d been holding dropped and scattered across the table.
Mae’s face went from mildly confused to downright concerned. “Are you okay?”
Tina felt like the world’s biggest phony. How could she look this thoughtful woman in the eye and tell her that not only was she not going to get a tip for her exemplary service, she was going to be shortchanged on the check.
Tina had to come clean.
Her nearly empty stomach pitched and rolled, and she felt light-headed. Just do it.
“I don’t have enough,” she said, but it came out so softly and her voice was quivering so badly that Mae didn’t understand her.
“What was that, hon? You don’t what?”
“Have enough money,” she said more loudly, and the two women seated in the next booth turned to look at her with unmasked distaste. Tina’s face burned with shame. Could this be any more humiliating? “I thought I would have enough,” she explained. “But I forgot the sales tax. I’m twenty cents short.”
Mae lifted one penciled-in brow. “Twenty cents, huh?”
Tina felt tears welling in her eyes and fought to hold them in. This wasn’t the time to throw herself a pity party. She didn’t want Mae to think she was some kind of con artist. “I’ll do dishes,” she said. “Or I can cook. I’m a great cook.”
Mae frowned. “You’re not from