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okay.”
She furrowed her brow. “What do you mean, I’m wrong?”
“You’ll see.”
“Does this have something to do with my present?”
“Perhaps.”
“Maybe you should just give it to me then.”
Josh smiled and stood from the couch, holding out his hand. “Let’s go sit by the tree.” The Christmas tree was just to the side of the fireplace and they could sit and enjoy both while he presented her gift.
Once they settled on the rug, Josh took Molly’s hands in his, garnering her attention. “Before I give you your gift, I have a question for you.”
“Um, okay.”
“Why are you constantly trying to hide yourself from me?”
She blinked and stared at him silent for a long moment. “I’m…I’m not sure what you mean.”
Dropping her hands he hooked his fingers on the material of her T-shirt. “This, for one thing.”
Unable to continue holding his gaze, Molly lowered her gaze to stare at her hands. “I was cold.”
Josh reached out and, with a finger beneath her chin, tilted her head up. “We’re sitting by the fire right now. You really can’t say you’re still cold.”
She looked as if she was about to cry and he wondered for a moment if he should have pushed this. But he felt as if there was truly something between them, and if he wanted this relationship to last then he needed her to get past this.
Molly swallowed hard and sighed. “I’m embarrassed. I don’t want you to see me naked.”
“I’ve seen you naked.”
She twisted her lips and shook her head. “Not really. At the office I was mostly dressed; I just had my skirt pushed up. And last night we had sex in the dark.”
“What about this morning? You were completely nude then.”
A wry little smile crossed her face. “You weren’t really paying much attention to what I was wearing or not wearing, just enjoying my mouth.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Maybe you’re right. But baby, I want to see you naked. I want to enjoy exploring every luscious inch of you. Why would that embarrass you? Because I know you’re far from repressed.”
She smiled a bit, but then sighed again. “We both know I’m overweight. I just worry…” Her words trailed off.
“Worried about what?”
“That once you see everything, you won’t want me anymore, that you’ll change your mind.”
Josh didn’t say anything for the longest time as he tried to process everything he was hearing. One emotion continued to permeate his brain: anger. “I could kill that bastard.”
Molly’s eyes widened. “Kill who?”
“That fucking ex of yours. He really did a number on you, didn’t he?”
“He wasn’t exactly wrong about everything he said. I am overweight.” Face flushed, she tried to turn away but he wouldn’t let her.
“So what? I wear glasses. We’re more than our looks.”
“It’s not exactly the same. You’re good looking with or without your glasses. I look good with clothes on, but without, not so much.”
“To me you look good because of who you are. Don’t hide yourself from me. I’m not him.”
She gasped. “God no, I don’t think that. I know you’re not.”
“Then prove it to me, let me through those walls you’re trying to put up between us.”
Josh watched the various emotions flitting over her face, hoping she’d make the right choice.
Molly grasped the hem of her shirt and slowly began to draw it upward, pulling the cotton over her head before tossing the shirt down. Then, as if she thought she might lose her courage, she put her hand on her hips and shimmied out of her panties, flinging them aside as well. He had to give her credit; she kept her arms by her sides and didn’t try to cover herself.
Reaching out, he traced a finger along the curve of one breast and then dragged his nail down her rounded stomach. He circled her belly button and watched as she shivered in reaction. Nipples puckering and breathing hitched, she wasn’t unaffected by his touch.
“Beautiful.” A rosy blush infused
She furrowed her brow. “What do you mean, I’m wrong?”
“You’ll see.”
“Does this have something to do with my present?”
“Perhaps.”
“Maybe you should just give it to me then.”
Josh smiled and stood from the couch, holding out his hand. “Let’s go sit by the tree.” The Christmas tree was just to the side of the fireplace and they could sit and enjoy both while he presented her gift.
Once they settled on the rug, Josh took Molly’s hands in his, garnering her attention. “Before I give you your gift, I have a question for you.”
“Um, okay.”
“Why are you constantly trying to hide yourself from me?”
She blinked and stared at him silent for a long moment. “I’m…I’m not sure what you mean.”
Dropping her hands he hooked his fingers on the material of her T-shirt. “This, for one thing.”
Unable to continue holding his gaze, Molly lowered her gaze to stare at her hands. “I was cold.”
Josh reached out and, with a finger beneath her chin, tilted her head up. “We’re sitting by the fire right now. You really can’t say you’re still cold.”
She looked as if she was about to cry and he wondered for a moment if he should have pushed this. But he felt as if there was truly something between them, and if he wanted this relationship to last then he needed her to get past this.
Molly swallowed hard and sighed. “I’m embarrassed. I don’t want you to see me naked.”
“I’ve seen you naked.”
She twisted her lips and shook her head. “Not really. At the office I was mostly dressed; I just had my skirt pushed up. And last night we had sex in the dark.”
“What about this morning? You were completely nude then.”
A wry little smile crossed her face. “You weren’t really paying much attention to what I was wearing or not wearing, just enjoying my mouth.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Maybe you’re right. But baby, I want to see you naked. I want to enjoy exploring every luscious inch of you. Why would that embarrass you? Because I know you’re far from repressed.”
She smiled a bit, but then sighed again. “We both know I’m overweight. I just worry…” Her words trailed off.
“Worried about what?”
“That once you see everything, you won’t want me anymore, that you’ll change your mind.”
Josh didn’t say anything for the longest time as he tried to process everything he was hearing. One emotion continued to permeate his brain: anger. “I could kill that bastard.”
Molly’s eyes widened. “Kill who?”
“That fucking ex of yours. He really did a number on you, didn’t he?”
“He wasn’t exactly wrong about everything he said. I am overweight.” Face flushed, she tried to turn away but he wouldn’t let her.
“So what? I wear glasses. We’re more than our looks.”
“It’s not exactly the same. You’re good looking with or without your glasses. I look good with clothes on, but without, not so much.”
“To me you look good because of who you are. Don’t hide yourself from me. I’m not him.”
She gasped. “God no, I don’t think that. I know you’re not.”
“Then prove it to me, let me through those walls you’re trying to put up between us.”
Josh watched the various emotions flitting over her face, hoping she’d make the right choice.
Molly grasped the hem of her shirt and slowly began to draw it upward, pulling the cotton over her head before tossing the shirt down. Then, as if she thought she might lose her courage, she put her hand on her hips and shimmied out of her panties, flinging them aside as well. He had to give her credit; she kept her arms by her sides and didn’t try to cover herself.
Reaching out, he traced a finger along the curve of one breast and then dragged his nail down her rounded stomach. He circled her belly button and watched as she shivered in reaction. Nipples puckering and breathing hitched, she wasn’t unaffected by his touch.
“Beautiful.” A rosy blush infused
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