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Minx took this opportunity to barf a puddle of gooey bile at their feet. Nice.
“Take her inside.” The vet was back, replacing the sexy-talking guy. “Burn some toast and feed it to her dry, in small pieces. It’ll help settle her stomach. Toss some supplies out when you get a chance and I’ll clean your car.”
“Okay.” She certainly wasn’t going to argue with that offer.
Half an hour later, he knocked on her front door. “The backseat’s not bad, but if you give me the key, I’ll drive over to the carwash and give it a shampoo.” The empty bucket and a small, tied garbage bag sat off to the side. His gray uniform pants had puke spots in two places she could see. He probably had some on his top—now fully buttoned—but it was forgivingly black.
“You don’t have to do that.”
His hands rested on either side of the door, framing the most incredible man to barge into her life. And run back out of it at the first sign of conflict.
“I’m responsible for the mess. I want to make things right,” he said, eyes locked with hers.
Damn him, reading her mind again. “Oh, just get in here.” She sighed and stepped aside. In her heart, she’d already taken him back. She might as well let him in the house. “Go up to my bathroom and get out of those clothes.”
He raised his eyebrows and smiled.
She did a little eye roll in return. “No, we’re not having make-up sex yet. You still have some stuff here, it’s in the drawer.”
Instead of heading for the stairs, he stood in front of her, his grin bigger than seconds before.
“What?”
“You saidyet.”
He’d caught her little slip. Okay, so it wasn’t a slip so much as a hint. Still, he didn’t have to stand there looking all revved-up with testosterone. Because even sporting random vomit stains, Mason was borderline irresistible.
She jutted one hip to the side and planted a hand on it. “And now you want to know how long you’ll have to wait for it?”
“I’m not gonna lie and say I haven’t missed having sex with you.” The space between them got smaller. “But this smile on my face, it’s purely because you’re considering taking my sorry ass back.”
“Well, it’s a very fine ass…plus, I am in the market for a veterinarian who gives deep discounts and makes house calls.” She popped the top buttons of his shirt and pressed her hand to his chest. Instant butterfly assault in her stomach. Instant flip-flop to her heart. Instant heat wave in all her best parts. “At some point this evening, I’m going to want the dessert you promised, so go clean up.”
* * *
MASON
Abag of his stuff was in the bottom drawer of her vanity, like she’d said. A pair of boxers, gym shorts, a t-shirt, mismatched socks in a loose ball, the toothbrush he’d liberated from her stash of extras the first time he’d slept over. And what the fuck? A whack of condoms.
Quietly, he crossed from the en suite bathroom to her bedside table. Opened the drawer where she kept their supply of protection. None there. She hadn’t planned to usetheircondoms with another man. Damn if that didn’t make his chest puff out.
Her soft voice filtered in from the bedroom while he was brushing his teeth. “Can I come in and grab your dirty laundry?”
“Sure,” he called around the toothbrush and mouthful of minty paste. He spit, adding, “I mean no.” Too late, she was already in the bathroom, cheeks on fire, wide eyes blinking twice as fast as normal.
“Um…your clothes are…?”
“Yeah, I’m not letting you wash my stuff.”
She cleared her throat. “How about putting the clean ones on.”
If he stayed naked, she’d either leave or they’d make up a whole lot quicker. “You’re unbelievably cute in this hat.” He tugged at her ball cap. Let his eyes roam over her sportylittleoutfit. All that nicely toned leg showing…he wanted to drop to his knees and lick her from ankle to ankle—the long and slow way. “And sexy.”
The gamble paid off when she didn’t walk out the door. Just the opposite, her eyes did some roving of their own. They landed on his cock and she made a noise somewhere between a squeak and a groan.
His cock took the sound as a compliment and stood straighter. Not that it needed extra encouragement when she was around. For now, though, he grabbed the boxers, stepped in and snapped the elastic into place above the straining hard-on.
“From the first time you hit on me, I knew I had to get you on a date.”
