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Maybe she’d come up with something to convince him it was too dangerous or show him that the fight wasn’t worth the risk.
“Don’t try to distract me.” He smiled despite the warning in his voice. “You’re not going to change my mind.”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy trying.”
He laughed and swept her into a loose embrace. “Oh, baby…I thought you’d never ask.”
She considered that progress. For now.
* * *
WHAT WAS THAT god-awful buzzing sound? It took what seemed like forever for Tara’s brain to click into place and figure out that it was her alarm clock.
It took even longer for her brain to realize the alarm was on the other side of the bed. And a very large, very sound-asleep body was between her and it. Of course, she didn’t grasp those implications fully until she was reaching across Morgan, and while the clock had been silenced, the heat racing through her had not.
She wasn’t wearing anything more than she had been when she’d fallen into sated sleep. Rough, warm hands engulfed her hips, holding her gently in place. There was no mistaking the hard, hot length beneath the covers, nor the answering thrum of her heartbeat.
“Do you usually get up in the middle of the night?” His hand slid up the curve of her bare back.
“Y-yes.” He was distracting her. Delicious memories of how he’d kept her awake well past her bedtime flooded into her mind and washed over her body.
“Ah the joys of all-night diners.” Morgan’s lips found the sensitive spot beneath her ear. “And all-night pharmacies.” He reached toward the nightstand—again.
“How much time before you have to leave?” His lips found the side of her neck and she shivered as he tasted her.
“Probably not enough.”
He flipped her onto her back and settled the heaviness of his erection at the juncture of her thighs. “There’s always time enough.” His lips came down on hers, hard and insistent. She responded in kind, curling her fingers into his shoulders and holding on tight as he thrust quick and hard inside her.
He felt so good, and she didn’t remember ever coming awake so fast. But she was wide awake now, her body wanting more, wanting all of his.
And he wasn’t holding anything back. The strength she admired in him nearly overwhelmed her. His shoulders, wide and strong, made her feel small and yet protected. The muscles of his arms, so large and solid, made her feel weak and yet not, more like he acknowledged he could and should share his strength with her.
“Come with me,” he growled in her ear and the pleading command was enough to push her over the edge.
“Morgan!” His name tore from her lips and shattered in the air around them as she shattered around him. He trembled in her arms, collapsing on top of her as he struggled to catch his breath.
“Morgan,” she whispered his name, tasting it just an instant before he kissed her long and sweet.
He didn’t let her go, instead turning over and pulling her with him and into his arms, snuggling her head in the crook of his shoulder.
Time ticked by, but she stayed there waiting for the snooze to go off. She didn’t want to leave him.
She needed to get up, but questions spun around in her head. Was he expecting to stay here? Why hadn’t they figured this out? She blushed. Like any of this was planned?
Then she remembered tonight. All the heat left the room and she shivered.
“You’re thinking again.”
“No, I’m—” She was lying.
“I can fix that.” Morgan rolled her over again, and he was right. She stopped thinking.
* * *
JACK SAT IN the back booth of Tara’s diner. The whole crew rushed around, refilling coffee cups, carrying out big trays full of meals, laughing, smiling and collecting payment. It was a beautiful insanity that intrigued him.
He normally spent his day in an office staring at a computer screen. He had very little interaction that wasn’t through the computer or briefly with one of the drivers who dropped in. This place intrigued him like nothing else ever had.
Wendy came over, her order pad ready. “Oh,” she said and smiled. “It’s you. How’s it goin’? Jack, right?”
