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I sighed. “Just tell me what to do.”

She patted my arm. “I shall reward you handsomely.”

“Damn right you will.”

“I have so many ideas.” She twirled on her toes and practically ran to the door. She paused at the doorway. “Well, come on.”

I grabbed the few things I’d picked out and followed her.

She definitely hadn’t been kidding about trips. In no time, I was sweaty and dusty, definitely hungry, and ready for a beer.

Two hours later, she had her T-shirt knotted between her breasts and the stretchy pants she was wearing were distracting me like crazy. Especially the little purple thong string that kept flashing me when she bent over.

“Stop staring at my ass.”

I came up behind her and grabbed her hips. “Then stop shaking it in front of my face.”

She glanced out the window and I exhaled, backing away from her. Heaven forbid someone see us in the damn window.

“August.”

I held up a hand and went to the small fridge behind my customer service desk.

She blotted her sweaty forehead with the back of her hand. “We’re almost done, and then we can go take a cool shower together.”

I broke the seal on a bottle of root beer. It wasn’t the beer I was thirsty for, but it would do. “Tomorrow is going to be a damn long day. We should probably take the night off.”

She came around my desk and hopped up on the countertop. “You don’t want to come home with me?” She inched over and trapped me between her thighs. “Sure about that?”

I took a long sip and stared at her.

“Don’t be like that.”

“Be like what? Even a stud for hire needs a night off sometimes.”

She took the bottle from me and set it down a few feet from her. “That’s not all we are. It’s more than that.”

“Really? Because you practically dive for cover if someone sees us together.”

“I just want to keep us…between us for now.”

“People aren’t stupid, Kin.”

She stared at my chin, then my mouth before leaning in to lick my lower lip. “I never really liked root beer until it tasted like you.” She brushed her nose along mine. “I need you. Not just for these little guys.” She bypassed my dick to trace a path around my damn balls.

“Nothing about me is little.”

She grinned up at me. “That’s for sure.” She hooked her knees around my hips. “I mean, making a baby. I love how you make me feel. I would really like to enjoy some of that right now.”

I slid my hand over her bare midriff. “You can tell me about what happened today.”

“I know,” she whispered against my mouth. “I don’t want to talk.”

Did she ever?

Her tongue flicked along my upper lip. I dragged in a deep breath of her. Fresh lemons and the earthier wood scent of my shop melded. All the things I loved right here. I tried to block out the love part, but it was no use.

After weeks spent touching her, laughing with her, and the history we shared, how could I not love her?

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