Sullivans 06 - Let Me Be the One
didn’t need him to be the guy who was supposed to have the world at his feet.
Vicki never put any pressure on him to be anything at all. Just himself.
He had always thought she was beautiful, but she was never more beautiful than when she was deeply, passionately creating.
Sun was streaming in through the windows along the back of her room, illuminating her beautiful skin, her long eyelashes fluttering over her cheekbones. She was biting her lower lip as she worked and then licking at the spot where her teeth had pressed a small mark. Now that he’d finally gotten a tiny taste of her, Ryan wanted so much more. He wanted to run his lips down past the pulse that beat on the side of her neck to the curve of her shoulder so that he could breathe in the clean, sweet scent of her skin.
She was small, but her fingers were long and strong as she worked the clay. But it wasn’t just her hands that were moving. Every part of her was at least a little bit in motion, all the way down to her toes. She’d painted her nails with rainbow stripes and it occurred to him that Vicki was just as beautiful and mysterious as a rainbow.
One he’d been chasing for years without ever coming close to reaching the pot of gold at the end.
Telling himself that if she didn’t come to a good stopping point soon, he’d head out to the stadium, Ryan leaned against the open door and dragged his gaze from her to take a look at what she was working on. Even though he owned several of her major pieces, seeing so many of her sculptures in one place at one time proved yet again just how staggering her skill was.
She’d been a talented teenager, but she’d turned talented into brilliant .
Vicki was just pulling out her earbuds, her eyes still closed as she lifted her arms above her head to stretch, when she opened them and saw him standing in the doorway. A surprised little squeak came from her lips and she almost toppled off her seat.
“Ryan? How long have you been here?”
He finally walked inside her workroom. “Long enough to be reminded all over again how talented you are.”
She flushed and reached to push a stray strand of hair back behind her ear, streaking her cheek with clay. “Did you need something?”
“Just to see your studio and to apologize for leaving you to finish breakfast alone.” He moved closer to the sculpture she’d been working on. “Is this the one you were telling me about last night? Overflow ?”
“No, it’s something new I was trying, but the inspiration came in such a rush this morning that I haven’t even had a chance to look at it yet—”
Her words fell away as she turned to face the sculpture. She shook her head as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
She moved closer to it, her hand outstretched, then stopped as if she was afraid of getting too close.
Even though it was still rough around the edges, he could easily make out the shape of two hands entwined. It looked like surf breaking over them, with water moving over, under, and beneath the hands without breaking their hold on each other.
Ryan immediately flashed back to the previous night out on the beach, when he’d reached for her hand and she’d let him hold on to her for a little while.
“It’s amazing, Vicki.”
“It’s just rough, raw clay,” she said, but then she was sitting back down on her seat as if her legs had been on the verge of giving out. “Ryan?” She lifted her eyes to his and he couldn’t tell if she was sad or happy. “I—”
He had to move closer to her, then, to put his hands on her shoulders to try to soothe her if that was what she needed.
He could feel the ragged breaths shaking her before she said, “I’ve been searching for this for so long.” Without letting go of her shoulders, he shifted so he could see her face better and was rewarded with a gorgeous smile. “It isn’t perfect. I’ll have to take the time to sketch it, to make a much cleaner maquette to see where it isn’t working and where it is. But for the first time since I got here—longer than that, actually, so much longer—I think I might actually have a chance at creating something good.”
“Not just good, Vicki. Something amazing.”
She jumped up out of her seat as quickly as she’d dropped into it and threw her arms around his neck. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and enjoyed the sweetness of her curves pressed against him.
Her face was radiant as she tilted it up to look at him. “I’m
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