There was a wildness to his eyes that she hadn’t seen since their first kiss. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good answer.” His mouth came crushing down on hers in a full-on assault. It didn’t take long for her to melt into him, slide her arms around his neck, and give in to the fire. His hands were everywhere all at once.
“I love this top,” he said, kissing his way down her neck and taking advantage of the low V of her shirt. “It checks off another one of my Elsie Fantasies.”
“Because it’s your band on the front?”
“That too,” he said as he licked the cleavage between her breasts.
“I like yours.” He ran his tongue across a peaked nipple and her head fell back against the wall. “It reminds me of the night we met.”
He looked up with a boyish grin. “I know. That’s why I wore it.” He looked down. “Nice heels.”
“That’s why I wore them.”
He was back to kissing her, long and hard like he was breathing her in. His hands went to the backs of her thighs and he lifted her weight, caging her between his hard body and the door. She locked her legs around his waist and he moaned when her heels bit him in the ass.
She tugged at his shirt, pulling it up so she could slip her hands beneath. The sensation of her fingers gliding over warm skin was erotic. He hummed his approval.
She felt the door behind her jar a scant inch and rattle, then slam shut.
“Come back,” Rhett said against her mouth.
The door jarred again, and Rhett pressed his forehead to hers. “What part of ‘come back’ did you miss?”
“Um, you’re up in two minutes,” Owen said from the other side of the door, and she could hear the humor in his voice.
“Everyone will know what we’re doing,” she whispered.
“Do you care?”
She thought about that, then took his mouth. She didn’t give a shit if his family knew they were making out in the back of a bar.
“I’ll take that as a no,” he chuckled. After another kiss he asked. “Do you?”
A little dazed from all the kissing, she asked, “Do I what?”
“Have room for a man?” he asked quietly.
She opened her mouth to say no, then snapped it closed because no wouldn’t be honest and that was one of two rules she’d never break. “I don’t know, but I want to try.”
“I don’t want to leave on Monday and walk away from this. I know that we have a lot to figure out but I’m willing to try.” He framed her face.
She thought back to what Jillian had said, and the look of love in her eyes, and smiled.
“The question is, are you? Because when I look at you all I see is my future,” Rhett said.
There was a pound on the door. “Seriously, bro. Sixty seconds.”
He gave her a quick kiss and set her on her feet. “I have to go, but I want to finish our talk. Okay?”
Still in a daze, Elsie nodded. Then watched Rhett walk out of the refrigerator. She stood there for a moment, absorbing what he’d just said. He wanted to try and if she really asked herself that question, she came up with a resounding yes. More than her space and her silly rules, she wanted to try at a future with Rhett.
Grin a mile wide, Elsie walked out of the room and was brought up short when she saw Owen.
“It looks good on you,” he said.
“What?”
