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He smells fresh, crisp.
Like the woods after aa rain.
I feel my fingers shift under his. Almost stroking them as I shift on my feet, feeling my legs press together, knowing I won’t be able to say another word that makes sense.
My only impulse is for him to touch me more, to kiss me even.
But I tell myself that’s never gonna happen.
Expectations, remember Misty?
The low sound he makes brings me back to reality, his eyes shine as they focus on mine again and his strong hand pulls me closer to him.
Without even asking, I feel myself moving closer to his huge body, reaching out as he opens his arms and pulls my whole body against his.
He’s so hard.
I mean, his body is like pure muscle. But I do notice something else, hotter and thicker pressing against my own soft body, which makes me gasp at first but then purr.
He’s everything I’d hoped for, and more.
Zak Ramon. I could hold him for a lifetime, but he suddenly holds me at arm’s length, his bag between us.
“We should probably go,” he says awkwardly, making me wonder if I’ve done something wrong.
He smiles, letting me know I haven’t, but looking at his watch he gets the same look my Dad might get at this hour, seeing me up.
“It’s a long drive,” I confess, stifling a yawn and getting a stern look from Zak.
“Then I’ll do the driving,” he commands, holding out his huge hand, which I willingly plunk the keys into.
I feel faint like I could collapse into him again, but his firm hand is on the small of my back. I shiver as I feel his fingers sprawl wider, filling the entire space with one hand as he guides me expertly through the airport to the luggage carousel.
“Just one case,” he promises, and in a minute he has it on a trolley along with his carry on. One hand steering it while the other guides me. Like a laser, I feel the heat and power from his hand, willing it to be someplace else but so content for now to just follow his directions.
I almost forget all about where we’re going and feel a stab of regret we have to go to the lake house, with my Dad there I mean.
I suddenly just want it to be us, alone. No, Dad.
I love my Dad, I do. But having Zak to myself for two minutes makes me greedy already. Makes me want him all to myself, forever.
Once in the parking lot, Zak needs to know where the SUV is, and if I didn’t know myself better I’d swear my brain had just been sucked out of my body.
“I… Uh…” I stammer, sounding blonder than I’d like.
I have no idea where I parked.
Zak punches the remote door lock on the key and the lights flash to our left, restoring my memory.
I try to giggle, saying I’m just tired but Zak’s hand is hard on my back again as he makes another low sound.
Like he knows just what’s wrong with me.
Like he knows just what I need.
He helps me into the passenger side, and after taking charge of the vehicle once he’s stowed his own luggage, we’re off.
Dad was right, the weather is awful.
Not ten minutes out from the airport it starts to rain big hard drops, then sheets of freezing sleet thrash the windshield.
I want to move closer to Zak on the front bench seat of the car, suddenly feeling safer in his presence and wanting to feel his body against mine all over again.
“A real warm welcome,” Zak muses, and I can’t help it, I unbuckle myself and slide right up next to him, latching the center belt over my lap.
“Dad said if I got caught in bad weather to pull over and call him, that he’d come get me,” I hear myself say loudly, feeling like a little kid next to a real man.
Zak looks over at me. “You’re Dad’s worried about you, that’s all. I’m here now,” he says in a deep voice, loosening a sigh from me I can’t control, longing for him to touch me again.
Somehow, anyway, he can.
Zak’s muscles tense under his jacket, he breathes in and out and steels his gaze to focus on the road ahead.
“Still the same lake house?” he asks me, and I pump my head in a nod.
Zak knows the way. I’m sure he does.
And I’m sure he knows his way around a lot more places too. My hand hovers, shaking over his thigh. I feel like all I want to do is touch him, but I’m shy now.
He’s not in a hurry, the weather’s gonna slow us down too, which suits me just fine.
More time for just Zak and me. Sensing my mood, Zak lets out another low sound of satisfaction and I feel his leg gradually press against mine as we head for the hills.
