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“So, wait,” Jordan said, as his fingers remained looped around her wrist, pulling her toward his truck. “Just because I wore the boots, you assumed I wanted to be herded like a barn animal?”
“Nah,” he said, pulling her around and backing her against the door of his truck. “I saw the boots and thought, Now, that is a girl who needs to be kissed.”
Luke’s head dropped to steal her mouth in a playful, possessive kiss that both caught her by surprise and felt entirely inevitable. As though they’d both been made for this moment.
His fingers spread wide over her waist as his mouth opened over hers, and Jordan’s fingers gripped his shirt, holding him close.
It was a bit like being a teenager again, where you thought you’d die of the frantic want, where you didn’t care that you were in a parking lot, pressed against a car, probably getting dirt on your blouse, because all that mattered was the boy.
Except this was not a boy.
The guy pinning her to the truck was all man, and his hands and mouth absolutely knew what they were doing.
Someone whistled as he walked by, and Jordan broke away with a gasping laugh. “Is this how you got three women to agr
ee to marry you? Kissing them against your truck?”
He reached over her head, thumped the top of the pickup with his palm. “Chicks dig it.”
“Oh, do we?”
He tilted his hips forward, pressing his erection against her, and she groaned. “You tell me.”
Jordan bit back the moan and pushed him away. “I don’t know what your plan is, sir, but I’m a lady. I came here with one man; I don’t intend to leave with another.”
“Hmm.” Luke brushed the pad of his thumb against her cheek. “Simon’s very lucky he has a lack of heterosexual urges right now.”
She laughed. “Seriously, though, we can’t just…”
He lifted his eyebrows, looking deliciously boyish. “Make out against the side of my car? Make out inside my car? Don’t pretend you’re not tempted….”
It was tempting. Very, very tempting. But Jordan’s days in Lucky Hollow were numbered, and, oddly, she found that though she wanted nothing more than to spend every last moment with Luke, she wanted the rest of it too. The homey bar, the country music, the people who’d welcomed her, even if it had been with matchmaking intentions…
Luke sighed and brushed a kiss against her lips before stepping back. “Fine. If I buy you chicken tenders and a glass of that crappy white wine they insist on serving, you promise to put out later?”
She laughed. “You do know how to woo a girl.”
He moved in again, pinning her still. “I need a yes, City.”
She smiled up at him, happier than she could remember being in…well, a really, really long time.
“Take me on a date, Country.”
Chapter 21
Luke had been on a four-day streak of waking up with a beautiful woman beside him, and he had zero complaints.
He really didn’t complain about the way she’d taken to waking him up—slow, hot kisses on his chest, her slim hand stroking his cock to readiness before she’d climb on top for dream-like woman-on-top sex.
This morning, though, he woke up first. Jordan was the first woman he’d slept with who wasn’t a cuddler and, as was her usual, had wiggled her way over to the far side of the bed, messy hair splayed across his pillow.
She always started the night cuddling, her cheek on his shoulder, but sometime during the middle of the night she liked her space.
He was happy to give it to her, but for now his body had something a bit closer in mind.
Luke moved over to her side of the bed, careful not to disturb the blankets too much. He’d left the window open a crack last night, and the crisp chill in the air signaled that summer was now officially behind them.
He shoved the thought aside. The passing of seasons meant the passing of time; the passing of time meant Jordan’s inevitable departure.
