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Kiera was reaching across the passenger seat when Gray spoke, and she pulled back so fast that she whacked her head on the doorframe.
“Gray, what are you doing here?” Kiera rubbed her head.
He stepped closer and put his arms around her. “I couldn’t wait until tomorrow. I missed you.” He kissed her before she could speak.
Gray had intended the kiss to be a greeting, nothing more. She’d just gotten home from work and didn’t need him sticking around for a long make-out session. However, the kiss he’d intended as a hello changed from casual to hot the moment she put her arms around him. Then, before he’d realized it, he’d pushed her against the car trapping her there.
When he broke off their kiss and moved his lips to her neck, she titled her head to one side. “I’ve missed you, too. Do you want to come inside?”
He wanted to. That didn’t mean he should.
“Depends. How tired are you? Be honest.”
“Not tired at all.”
Gray kissed her lips again. “Okay.”
Tired? He thought she was too tired. Other then when she’d been at work, she’d thought about nothing other than seeing him again all week. The weekend before, they’d had only one day together because of her work schedule, and she’d missed him ever since. When she’d turned around tonight and saw him, a second wind surged through her.
“I’m sorry about this afternoon. If you’d told me that you were arriving today instead of tomorrow, I would’ve rescheduled with Stephanie.” Kiera unlocked the front door and headed inside.
Gray’s fingers wrapped around her hand as they walked up the stairs. “I wanted to surprise you. Next time, I’ll call earlier.”
Kiera pushed open her apartment door and switched on the lights. “Make yourself at home. I need to change. I smell like the kitchen.”
Rather than release her hand, Gray tugged her to him. “You smell fine to me.” He kissed her neck. “Better than fine.”
Kiera laughed. “Always full of compliments. A girl could get used to that.” She tickled him just below the ribs. “I’ll be right back. Promise.”
“Don’t suppose you need any help?”
She almost said yes. If he helped her undress, she’d be able to return the favor and she was dying to see him without clothes on. Just the thought took her breath away, so she could imagine what the actual sight would do. That particular activity would lead to others, and she didn’t want to smell like a kitchen the first time they made love.
Kiera walked backward toward the stairs to the loft, her eyes never leaving his. “Can I get a rain check on that offer?”
“Definitely.”
She saw the heat in his eyes and hurried to her room.
On a normal night, she’d shower after work then put on some pajamas or sweats. Tonight, showering would mean wasted time, so instead, she tossed her uniform into the laundry hamper and put on jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt and washed her face. Before she went back down, she checked her reflection. Several pieces of hair fell around her face, no longer happy to be part of the bun she’d fashioned hours ago. Kiera yanked the hair tie out and ran her fingers through her curls.
“Feel better now?” Gray lounged on the couch when she came back down.
“Better, not perfect.” She stopped beside him. “Do you want anything?”
His smile should’ve clued her in. “Yes. You.” He tugged her down on top of him. Not that it required much effort on his part.
Since she liked her current location, she didn’t complain. “Are you staying at The Bellevue again?” He’d stayed at the five-star hotel owned by Sherbrooke Enterprises on his last three visits.
“No. I thought it might raise some red flags if I checked in four weekends in a row. A good friend of mine is heading overseas tomorrow for the next month. He told me I can stay at his place whenever I’m in town.”
Gray had too many friends to even speculate who he referred to. “Did you tell him why you needed a place to stay?” To others it’d seem odd that Gray was visiting town and not staying with family.
“I told him I needed a place while I visited with a friend. He didn’t ask for details, and I didn’t offer any.”
He had strange friends. If she dropped that line on Stephanie or Joanna, they’d demand all the details.
“I stopped by Trent’s today.”
