“Worth clearing up.” He ducked closer and said in a whisper, as if it was a secret, “You’re the only one who does it for me, Charlie.”
I tipped my chin and caught his lips with mine. “Same,” I said.
He sank his tongue into my mouth and got bossy with it for a few moments before pulling back.
“Excuse me?” I said. “Where do you think you’re going?” I wrapped my legs around his hips and hooked my ankles.
He smirked and stepped away from the counter, taking me with him.
I lurched and threw my arms around his neck. “Don’t drop me!”
“Don’t choke me out and I won’t drop you.”
That seemed fair. I reluctantly eased my grip and shifted to hold his shoulders.
His big hands went to my arse and he squeezed as he took me over to the kitchen table and sat me on that instead.
“Oh?” It was my turn to smirk. We’d been here before. Quite a few times.
He grinned at me, held my jaw, and sucked a noisy kiss on my lips that left them buzzing. “I’ll fuck you later,” he promised. “In bed, not on the table. Thought you might like to see what I found first.”
I unhooked my ankles and this time when he moved back, I let him go without protest.
He dragged the box he’d carried in earlier over the table and opened the flap.
I stiffened. “There had better not be any mice in there, Kevin Wallis?—”
“Don’t be daft. I checked it.”
“Did you double-check it? They are wily creatures.” I eyed the box suspiciously.
“Tell you what. If one leaps out and ambushes us, I’ll catch it and pop it down the bottom of the garden. How’s that?”
“Thank you,” I said, and earned myself another, sweeter, kiss. Kevin smiled into it. “All right. What exciting treasure did you find?”
Still smiling, he pulled out a large photo album.
“Oh no,” I said, and attempted to snatch it off him.
I’d have preferred the mouse. A rat, even.
He fended me away with ease, twisting his body at the waist and blocking me with a broad shoulder.
I went for it again, and was as successful as Jasper had been in trying to get his phone.
When Kevin wanted something, he kept it.
“Argh,” I said. “Don’t look at it. Take it away. Take it back to the garage. No, put it in the bin!”
“Nope.”
This time when I lunged for it, it took him a bit longer to subdue me. Still not long, though.
I ended up lying back on my elbows, both hands held in one of his, breathing hard.
My breathing wasn’t the only hard thing.
I defy anyone to tussle with Kevin and not get hard about it.
