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The caveman attitude should probably have offended me, but instead, I found it hot. The heat beginning to spread through me made it clear that my body agreed.
I could blame it on the alcohol, but I knew that excuse would only last for so long. Pretending that my attraction was an effect of being drunk would be blasted to smithereens in the morning when I was forced to be honest with my sober self.
Ewan’s hand covered mine, drawing me out of my jumbled thoughts. After a moment, he flipped it over and threaded our fingers together. It was a sweet gesture that seemed at odds with the tough, alpha cop I’d seen so far. It made me all melty, and the pull I felt toward him strengthened.
I’d been so wrapped up in Ewan that I hadn’t noticed the drive was over until the purr of the engine suddenly ceased. He climbed out of the vehicle and slammed his door shut. I peered out the window and took in the sight of a pretty, ranch-style house. The façade was a mixture of stone and blue-gray shiplap with white accents and an adorable red front door.
My door opened, and since I was pressed up against it, I almost fell out but was saved from hitting the driveway headfirst by a pair of strong arms.
“Still a little tipsy, baby?” Ewan guessed with a chuckle as he scooped me into his arms.
I was actually pretty clearheaded at this point, but I wasn’t sure I wanted him to know that. His bare chest was warm and much cuddlier than his ripped physique would suggest, so I just shrugged, wound my arms around his neck, and rested my head on his shoulder.
His embrace tightened, and from the rustling of my hair, I was pretty sure he’d brushed a kiss on the top of my head.
He easily held me against him with one arm as he closed my door and opened the back one. I was amazed with the way he seemed to lift and carry me so effortlessly. He made me feel small and feminine.
I watched as he retrieved a to-go bag from Gatsby’s. Well crap. He’d obviously been picking up his dinner when he saw me and my friends. He’d said how exhausted he was, and now I’d kept him from eating his food, which was likely ruined now. Icy guilt trickled through my veins, extinguishing my fiery desire. Mostly…
“Ewan, I’m so sorry if I kept you from your dinner. You must be starving,” I lamented.
He chuckled, drawing my eyes up to his face. There was a devilish smile on his handsome face—adding kindling to my simmering need. “I’m definitely starving, baby. But food is not what I’m hungry for.”
4
Ewan
Kaia gasped, and her eyes widened while her pouty lips parted slightly. It was seductive and inviting, but I doubted she was even aware of her effect. The fact that she was so oblivious to her own appeal helped to pacify the possessive beast I hadn’t known lived inside me.
Staring at her mouth, I wanted to kiss her so fucking bad, but once I did, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stop. Which meant I needed to wait until we were inside the house so that I didn’t end up fucking her on my lawn. Besides, I wasn’t sure she was ready for that, and if she wanted to tap the brakes, I would do it. Even if it meant a cold shower and an empty bed. In fact, I was going to let her drive. For the moment.
Keeping her curled up against my chest with one arm, I managed to unlock the front door without putting her down, and carried her inside, kicking it closed behind me. Making a beeline for the kitchen at the back of the house, I tossed the takeout in the fridge and headed in another direction.
“I can walk, Ewan,” Kaia insisted quietly. “You can put me down.” There was no conviction in her tone, and she didn’t make a move to try to escape my embrace. She actually did the opposite, snuggling in even closer. Her head rested on my shoulder, and her warm breath made my skin tingle. And the feel of her soft, pliant body in my arms spread a peaceful contentment through my system.
I shook my head and kept on my path to the guest room that had its own bathroom. My elbow hit the light switch, and Kaia buried her face in my neck to hide from the brightness. “Fuck,” I grunted. “Sorry, baby.” I slid down the dimmer switch until the room was bathed in a soft glow.
Reluctantly, I set her on the counter and let her go. I stepped back and took a minute to admire her wild, dark-blonde curls, pink cheeks and lips, and how fucking amazing she looked wearing my clothes. Maybe we’d forget about retrieving any clothes from her place when she moved in. Then she’d be forced to wear mine all the time, and that thought had my cock pressing hard against my zipper. I hissed in pain when I shifted, and the metal teeth bit into the sensitive skin.
