Chapter 22

Come on, come on!

“I need you, Jen. Please, make love to me.” There was no fear this time, no insecurity holding her back.

Jen undid the snap of Meredith’s jeans and eased the zipper down, maddeningly slow as she worked them off her legs. Wetness soaked Meredith’s thin panties, but Jen took her time, savoring every precious moment. She removed her own top and jeans, then lay across Meredith, hesitant as her mouth drew near to Meredith’s own. Her eyes flashed fear for a moment.

It made Meredith sad, then angry, to think such an amazing woman had been rejected because of her scar. But she’d almost done the same thing, hadn’t she?