Chapter Twenty-Six
Ben
The moment our lips met again, I stopped thinking.
No more logic. No more distance.
Just her.
And she wanted more…
Fifi melted into me like she’d been waiting her whole life to land here. Her hands threaded into my hair, and when I deepened the kiss, slow, aching, needing more, she sighed against my mouth like I’d answered a question she hadn’t dared ask out loud.
She tasted like marshmallows and whatever spell she’d put me under the first time she smiled at me. And when she shifted, tugging me closer, her leg sliding over mine in that narrow sleeping bag space, I swear the stars tilted.
“I don’t do this,” she murmured between kisses, breath hitching as I brushed my fingers down her spine. “With guests, I mean.”
I laughed softly, my mouth still against hers. “You mentioned that once. Pretty sure you also said I shoot death glares.”
“You do,” she whispered, kissing the corner of my mouth. “But I’m starting to think it’s just how you flirt.”
“Only with you.”
That made her laugh, and the sound made me want to kiss her again.
So I did.
Her body shifted, and we both fumbled, bumping into the wheel well with a dullthunk.
“Ow,” she muttered, wincing and laughing at the same time. “Your elbow is lethal.”
“Sorry,” I chuckled, trying to untangle the zipper. “There are too many sleeping bags and not enough trucks.”
“Says the guy with linebacker shoulders.”
“Blame genetics. Or lumber.”
“My Florida lumberjack,” she teased, kissing along my jaw now, her voice breathless and warm. “Can’t believe I’m making out with a man who owns flip-flops.”
“For the record, I don’t,” I muttered, distracted by the curve of her neck and how ridiculously soft her skin was.
“You’re forgiven.”
She arched slightly, giving me better access, and the second I slid my hand beneath her, everything in me went hot and still.
Her skin.
Her breath in my ear.
The way she shivered when my thumb brushed the underside of her ribs.
“Ben…” she whispered.
I paused. “Too much, Fifi?”
She shook her head, eyes glassy and wide. “No. I just… really like the way you say my name.”
I kissed her again, slower now, deeper.
