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“No?” He brushed his nose along hers. “It’s okay to want this. What happens between us.” He brushed his lower lip lightly over hers. “I know what you need, Colorado. I love it just as much. And I’ve never found this with anyone else.”
Her heart raced and she pushed at him. “Ry. Not here. Not with the scent of refried beans coming in through the vents.”
He laughed. “All right. I’ll give you that. Shitty timing. But I want you to know I’ll be whatever you need. Even if it’s this, and even if it’s just a quiet night binging on Friends episodes. But I don’t want it to be just this. We aren’t just scratching an itch.”
He stepped back and his phone torchlight flooded the space.
She held up her hand and slammed her eyes shut. “Don’t ruin it, for God’s sake.”
He laughed, and the sound of paper rustling then the coarse brush of cheap napkins crinkled between them before she heard his zipper.
She squinted, prepared to be blinded, but his light was trained much lower and his groan made her heart thump and twist in her chest.
“You’re drenched.”
She swallowed and dragged her jeans back up.
“No. No, wait.” He slipped his hand between her legs before she could get the denim in place. “Fuck, Colorado. I knew you needed it, but baby, are you sure everything’s okay?”
She pushed his hand away. “Just because I wanted to get fucked?”
He lifted the same hand to her face, gripping her chin. Not hard, but definitely with no room for her to move. “Don’t do that.”
She dragged in a sharp breath at their combined scents on his hand. Hot, carnal, and so unique to them.
“Yeah, you caught that, right? You, still slick on my hand, my fingers, my cock. And yes, I know you needed me. Needed this.” He leaned in and when she tried to jerk her head away, he simply held her there. The kiss was soft and sweet, as opposed to the flash of anger in his eyes.
He didn’t close them. His gaze was steady in the dim light as he gently rubbed his lips over hers until her shoulders relaxed and her heart stopped screaming inside her chest to run—to push the emotions away once more.
His fingers slid down to her neck, then down the front of her. He cupped her breast lightly. Not to make her burn, but just to touch her. To soothe.
To freaking handle her.
And she let him because, God, it felt good to lean on someone. Just for a second. Just until she felt more like herself instead of the scared girl who ran away from Vegas five years ago.
Until she was just Denver.
His Colorado.
“I’m okay now,” she said against his chest. She didn’t even realize she’d melted into him until his spicy scent bled into her senses and she could hear his heart under her ear.
He tucked his chin on top of her head and wrapped his arms around her shoulders in that caveman way of his. The way she loved more than she ever wanted to admit.
She turned her face into the center of his chest and took one last breath before wiggling for freedom.
A banging fist rattled the door and they both jumped apart.
“If you’re done boning in there, we’d like to get back on the road.”
“Oh, God.” Had to be Mal. Out of all of them, it had to be him.
Ryan laughed and palmed her ass with a disappointed groan. “Got your jeans back on? Dammit.”
She laughed and pushed him away. “You are a jerk.” She zipped her jeans the rest of the way and opened the door enough to peek out.
Lauren was standing toe to toe with Mal at the end of the hall, her hands on her hips. “Didn’t your mother teach you manners?”
His eyes were hidden by mirrored aviator sunglasses. “My mother was more worried about spa appointments.”
