Page 98 of Fame & Chaos

“I’m kidding, you big dick.” Before I can respond, she steps forward and wraps herself tightly around my torso, burying her face against my chest.

Warmth floods through me instantly.

I hold her against me, sliding my arms around her while I rest my cheek against the top of her head and breathe in the soft floral scent of her hair.

She smells fucking incredible.

And once again, my cock twitches like a damn traitor.

Down boy!

“I’m sorry I’m late. We had a patient go into cardiac arrest, and I couldn’t leave until he was stable,” she says, nuzzling further into my chest.

“You were late? I hadn’t noticed,” I reply lightly, trying to sound casual so she doesn’t realize how close I was to completely losing my shit waiting for her.

She pulls back slightly, but I keep my arms wrapped around her. I’m not ready to let her go yet. Having her this close makes me feel warm, grounded… like I’m finally home after being lost for years, and I don’t know how I’m supposed to walk away from that feeling ever again.

“So what are we doing tonight?” she asks.

I lift my hand and tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, my fingers brushing softly against her cheek. “Well, I was thinking we could go for a walk and maybe sit down somewhere and catch up.”

“Sounds good to me. Do you still have that old car? Bessy, I think her name was?” she asks with a smile.

I chuckle and shake my head. “Oh, good old Bessy. She was a beauty. Nah, now, my sweet lady, I have a beast. Wait until you meet Swartzy.”

She raises an eyebrow, fighting a smirk. “Swartzy?”

“Yeah, named after Schwarzenegger. My car is like the Terminator. It destroys every other car on the road and leaves them eating dust.”

She bites down on her bottom lip, clearly trying not to laugh.

Fuck, I’d love to bite that lip myself.

“Seriously? That’s what you named your car?”

Shrugging, I grin. “Nah, I just made that shit up on the spot. I probably should name my car, though. Mostly, I call her my baby.”

Throwing her head back, she laughs loudly. “You really are strange. Come on then, show me your baby.”

Reluctantly, I release her and turn toward my Lexus. She walks beside me, and every instinct in me wants to take her hand, but I force myself not to push too hard, too fast.

“So how was work? Did the flatliner survive?”

She laughs softly. “Yeah, he did. For now, anyway. The rest of the day was fine too. What did you do today?”

I inhale slowly…

Thought about you every second and panicked over what to wear so you’d think I looked irresistible.

“Oh, nothing much. Just relaxed after last night,” I lie while unlocking the car.

“Holy shit, Caleb. This is your car?”

I laugh and glance at her. “What? I can’t have a nice car?”

“Umm… of course you can. But I wasn’t expecting this.” She gestures toward the Lexus with wide eyes.

Walking around, I open the passenger door for her, and she slides down into the low seat while I head around to the driver’s side. The second I climb in, I catch her running her fingertips over the interior like she’s touching something precious.