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He sighed and peered at my screen. “Well, that’s because he used a registered agent.” He went for my neck and did that bite-nibble thing that made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.
“What the heck does that mean?” My limited scope on business terms sometimes bit me in the ass. I researched what I needed to know when I needed to know it. Otherwise, it was boring as fuck.
He closed the laptop. “It means the owner doesn’t have to use his real name.” He set the computer on his side table. “And it’s time for work to be over.” He rolled me under him and peeled open my slouchy cardigan. “I do love finding your version of lingerie, Killer.”
“Shut up.” I pulled him down. “You like my pussy tank tops.”
He laughed into my mouth. “The first part is right.”
I sifted my fingers through his hair. “We don’t get to do this in a bed very often.”
“I know. Why I wanted you to sleep over.” He inched over until he was seated between my thighs. “I like it. And I have a very nice bed.”
I snuggled down in the crisp navy sheets. “Gotta agree. I was expecting white hotel sheets, to be honest.”
His cheeks grew ruddy. “I bought these last week.”
I laughed and curled my arms around his neck. “Now that’s my Gideon.”
“Shut up. White goes with everything.”
I buried my face in his neck and drew in his fresh-from-the-shower scent. It had been the perfect evening. Dinner had been meatloaf and mashed potatoes that Karen and Dani had proudly made for us. Now that the soft opening for The Haunt was practically on top of us, it was harder to keep track of Dani in the café.
Luckily, Karen, Dani’s usual babysitter, was finally strong enough to take over when we needed her to.
We. God, I was already thinking in we.
We’d been stealing moments in between working, setting up, and my training sessions with my new employees. A few people like Rylee and Clara were pulling double duty at both places. Clara wanted full-time hours, and she’d become a solid employee at Brewed Awakening.
If I was lucky, I could possibly train her to be the head waitress. She was quickly growing a spine, but still had a healthy respect for my wrath. As one should.
“Hey,” Gideon lifted his mouth from his very active exploration of my chest. “Where did you go?”
“Right here.”
“No.” He dragged my tank down enough to suck my nipple hard. “You are definitely somewhere else.”
I combed my fingers through his hair. “And why would you say that?”
“Because you’re not making that little purring hum you make when I…there it is.”
I sighed and let Gideon’s very talented mouth drag me out of my head. “Sorry, my brain is like that stupid dog in Up.”
“Man, she made you watch that?”
I shrugged. “It was a good movie. A little sad, but really good.” Damn Pixar movies.
He inched down and dragged his chin over my belly. “Let’s see if I can distract you.”
I tried to grab his ears, but he wiggled further down and nipped my inner thigh. All thoughts of work and the scary we word dissolved. “Do you really want me to scream my head off while your kid is sleeping across the hall?”
“Lucky for you, she sleeps hard.” He grinned up from between my legs. “Lift.”
I gnawed on my lower lip, but I lifted my hips for him to rid me of my panties. And then there was blissful mindlessness.
The soft heat of his tongue and the tickle of his beard had me arching under his touch. I tried to reach toward him, but he stretched my legs out so he could wedge his massive shoulders between them to keep me in place. I cupped my breasts and tugged at my nipples to release some of the crazy ache.
He watched me, his eyes blazing with that dominant streak that came out every once in awhile. This was the Gideon who’d fucked me to within an inch of my life in his truck, then held me while I cried.
