I felt her smile before she pulled back just enough to breathe.
“I’ve been wanting to do that.”
“So have I.”
This time when our lips met, there wasn’t nearly as much hesitation.
The kiss lingered, warm and unhurried.The kind that made the rest of the room disappear.
She laughed quietly against my lips, and I couldn’t help smiling with her.
When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathing a little harder than before.
She rested her forehead lightly against mine.“That,” she said with a tiny laugh, “was way better than I thought.”
I chuckled.“You’ve been thinking about kissing me too?”
Her eyes widened.“I wasn’t going to admit that.”
“Been thinking about kissing you since you got on the back of my bike.”
She lightly bumped my shoulder.“We were running for our lives, Wheels.”
I shrugged.“Didn’t stop me from noticing you.”
“We were literally trying not to get shot.”
“I know.”
She laughed.“I don’t think your priorities were in the right place.”
“Maybe not.”
I brushed another quick kiss across her lips.“You felt pretty good holding onto me.”
A faint blush warmed her cheeks.“You are impossible.”
“So I’ve been told.”
She shook her head, but there wasn’t much conviction behind it.For another quiet moment, we simply looked at one another.
No questions.No labels.No discussion about what the kiss meant.There would be time for that later.Right now, it was enough to know they both wanted it.
A loud growl interrupted the silence.
Goldie froze and then groaned.“My stomach just betrayed me.”
I laughed outright.“I guess I’d better get you fed.”
“I suppose that would be nice.”
She stretched before rolling onto her back.“So what’s on the agenda today?”
“Probably more paperwork.”
She sighed dramatically.“And staying here?”
“Yeah.”I hated giving that answer, but there wasn’t another one.“I can’t risk letting you out of the clubhouse.”
