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Even lost in her kiss, Adam knew that it was one thing to borrow an empty house to hide away in so that the sun didn’t turn him into a pile of ash. It was another totally to take advantage and fuck like bunnies because a grown ass man couldn’t control his cock long enough to wait until they were somewhere safe and secure.
Until then—
Shit.
At the familiar sting, Adam tried to pull away from Tabby, though even he would have to admit he didn’t try all that hard. When she felt him trying to distance himself from her, Tabby moved her hand, cupping the back of his head, leaving him no choice but to keep on kissing her.
Well, he was adamant that he get inside of her one way or another.
Looked like he did.
A few seconds later, almost as if she could tell that something big had happened—that something had changed—Tabby started to squirm against him, silently demanding to be put down again. Adam’s cock was so heavy, so hard, her wiggling had him about to shoot his load right there. He didn’t think she was doing it on purpose, but he didn’t want to shame himself in front of this woman by coming in front of her before he even had the chance to get her naked.
So he lowered her to the ground, stroking the undersides of her arm with his knuckles as she backed away from him.
For one excruciating moment, he thought she was going to tell him off for what he just did. He wouldn’t have blamed her one bit. What was he thinking?
Answer: he hadn’t been.
But then Tabby smiled at him, running one finger between the outline of his pecs. She was panting just a little, her voice so sultry, he bit back another groan.
“So, I was just thinking—”
“You can still think? Maybe I need to kiss you again.”
Tabby laughed. “Down, tiger. I was just thinking that, well, you weren’t wrong. It’s going to be dark out soon. And I know we missed the meet with Holly… it’s probably gonna take some to set up another one… and, hey, I’m not sure if you were planning on doing anything tonight...”
She was babbling. His honest, straight-to-the
-point slayer was rambling as if she thought she had to convince him.
It was fucking adorable.
She seemed to catch on. With a royal shake of her head, settling her long, blonde ponytail over one shoulder, she cut through the bullshit. “I’m free tonight. So’s my bed. I mean, if you want.”
If you want…
He wanted. He wanted badly.
His lips curved. When she didn’t flinch at the sight of his fangs, his grin widened. “I don’t have anything else to do tonight.”
“Except me.”
Adam chuckled. “Except you.”
Turned out that two hours was a long time.
A man could do a lot of thinking in two hours.
Reflecting.
Regretting.
Realizing he’d fucked up—and big time, too.
To make matters worse, once the sun had gone down and they could finally return to Adam’s car, Tabby’s cinnamon scent—so spicy, so sweet, so hot—was nothing short of torture to him as he drove them out of Woodbridge and back toward Grayson.
He knew exactly what they were heading toward. And though Adam would give his left nut to have one turn in Tabby’s bed, he spent the two hours listening to Tabby’s chatter and her singing while talking himself out of going home with her.
