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I could’ve just left the damn hair tie in her mailbox. Or put it around her doorknob. I didn’t have to knock on her door and see her. I didn't have to bother her this way. But I wasn’t able to walk away. There was something deep down inside of me that wanted to see her. I wanted to see those sparkling eyes and those luscious lips and feel her warm skin radiating against mine.
“Drake?”
I whipped my head up and found her eyes, but not before I saw what she was wearing. She had on this short robe that was tightly wrapped around her. Light green and yellow, with her shining legs bare and her arms glistening with water. Her hair was damp, falling down her shoulders as water dripped down her neck.
Holy fuck. This was a bad idea.
“What are you doing here?” Delia asked.
“You left his,” I said.
I pulled her hair tie out of my pocket as her eyes dropped to my hand. She took it and nodded her head, slipping it effortlessly around her wrist. Her movements were so fluid. Graceful and petite, despite the fire I knew raged in her soul. She was just the right amount of sass and sexy that tugged at my cock. It made me want to pay attention as my eyes found hers again.
We stared at one another for what seemed like ages before I lost control of my actions.
I stepped forward and grabbed her face, crashing her lips against mine. She tasted divine, like wine and oranges and grapes. I slid my tongue along her lips, hoping to God she wouldn’t
push me away. I wanted to taste more of her.
She didn’t pull away. So I sank myself into the kiss.
Her lips parted, allowing me access as my cock grew against her bare legs. Her hands cupped mine before they slid up my arms. I could feel her feeling me. I could feel her fingertips curling into my muscles. I could taste how tentative her kiss was. How new all of this was to her. It stoked a fire behind my pelvis as my tongue raked across the roof of her mouth.
She shivered at the motion, so I did it again as she leaned into me.
I prayed that she would let me in so I could shut the door. Everything fell to the back of my mind. My fame. My fortune. The ranch and the flask in my back pocket. The reason I had walked here and how sweaty I must feel underneath her touch.
I even forgot about all the people in this fucking town who recognized me.
Until I heard my name.
“Git it, Drake! Whoop whoop!”
I heard clapping and hollering as the moment broke. I felt Delia jolt, like she had just woken up from another dream. Her hands raced to my chest, pressing me backwards as I stumbled onto her porch. Her eyes were fiery as they looked around her apartment complex, trying to figure how who the hell had made all that noise.
Then she shut the door in my face.
Fuck.
Whoever the fuck had ruined that for us was gonna die today.
I thought about knocking again, about pursuing her like I knew women enjoyed. but the sound of the deadbolt flipping closed was a definite no. So I headed back to the ranch.
I didn’t see anyone in my path that looked to be staring, but I kept an eye out. I’d had a moment with Delia. A moment where she almost let me the fuck in. I didn’t know why I wanted to be let in, to assume the responsibility of being her first in anything. There was something about her fiery spirit that seemed familiar. There was a look in her eye that seemed almost kindred, and I wanted to figure out why.
Plus, I wanted to taste her again. Because holy hell, she tasted good.
I got back to the ranch as Paul was driving up. The hauler was full with two more heifers for the farm and I helped him unload them. I walked both of them into the pasture, feeling Paul standing next to me. I could feel his eyes on my hand as I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to hide my accident from him.
There was no reason to be ashamed of it, but I sure as hell wasn’t ready for one of his fucking lectures.
“Get it cleaned up good?” he asked.
“Yep.”
“Got the glass cleaned up?”
“Sure did,” I said.
