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As he zipped her up she patted him on his head. “Okay. Time to go.” She then proceeded to stumble over her feet and fall against him.
“You got her?” Jamie asked, her voice filled with concern.
He nodded.
“Bye!” She called out loudly as he snaked his arm around her waist. “Thanks so much for having me.”
“Thanks for coming.” Amber waved.
“Make sure to drink some water.” Jamie, who was a nurse and from what Dax had observed a very nurturing person, called out. “Lots of water. And eat something. Call me if you need anything.”
“Okey-dokey, artichokey” Ginny put both hands high in the air and gave a double thumbs up.
On the way to his SUV she was still having a difficult time walking so he made an executive decision and lifted her up, carrying her like a groom would carry his bride. She let out a startled gasp as her arms flew around his neck. As he walked she nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck. He did his best to ignore how good the heat of her breath felt as it fanned against skin. Or how right it felt to hold her in his arms.
It also didn’t help when she pressed her lips against him and whispered, “You smell so good. I want to taste you.”
The brush of her mouth and the provocative words she spoke were not helping his situation. The head on his shoulders knew that this wasn’t going to go anywhere but the one below his belt had other ideas. In all fairness, normally when he had a woman in his arms and she was whispering dirty things against his neck, things were headed in the direction his dick saw them going.
He opened the passenger side door and sat her in the car.
As he pulled the seatbelt out, she reached up and put her hand on his cheek and jaw. Then she began petting him, like he was Capone. “I like your face hair. It feels good. I always want to touch it. Did you know that? Did you know I always want to touch you?”
“No.” He answered as his jaw clenched. Did she know that he always wanted to touch her?
He made quick work of pulling the belt around her and clicking the buckle into place. When he leaned back out of the car she grabbed his jacket and tried to tug him back in the vehicle. He removed her hand and made sure all of her limbs were inside before he shut the passenger door and made his way around to the driver’s seat. He’d barely started the engine when her hand once again touched his face.
“You feel good,” she purred.
“Thanks,” he managed to say.
His erection was pushing so hard against his zipper he was pretty sure the track would be permanently indented on his shaft. He wanted to blame it on his dry spell but he wasn’t sure he could. He had a feeling that even if he’d just gotten laid, if Ginny touched him he’d be hard as a rock.
“Do you think love is real?”
“Sure.” He knew better than to get into a philosophical discussion with someone who was drunk. The path of least resistance was always the way to go in situations like these.
“I’ve been talking to a bunch,” her arms flew open, “of people about love and you know what?”
“What?” He had to admit, he was enjoying hearing her inner thoughts.
She’d been so quiet over the past week and having this conversation with her, even if chances were she wouldn’t remember it in the morning, really made it clear how much he’d missed her. He missed the girl that he’d stayed up all night talking to.
“None of them really believed in love until they met their plerson…poleson…person!” She giggled. “That’s a funny word, puuuurrrrsooonnnn.”
He was starting to get concerned and he wished he knew how much she’d had to drink. She was tiny, it wouldn’t take a lot to get her drunk.
“And then it dinndent even madder if they believed in it or not, they were in it.” She dropped her hand from his face and laid back against the seat and plopped her arms down on either side of her. “All their stories are so moreantic…no…romantic. Did you know what the firssst thing Alex said to Jamie was? Hmm? Do you?”
“No.” Dax knew that all the Sloan men were married, but he’d never asked for details.
Her head dropped to the side and she leaned towards him and let out an exaggerated sigh. “He said ‘will you marry me?’ That’s the first thing he said.” She slapped his arm. “He wanted to marry her from the first time he saw her. Can you believe that?”
“Yep.” He could. The first thing Dax had told Ace when he’d seen Ginny was, “I’m going to marry that girl.” He hadn’t had the balls to tell her to her face, though. Alex must have quite a pair on him.
“He wusss in the hospital after getting hit in the head with a beam ’cause he was saving people from a fire. He’s a hero! Cause he’s a firefighter.” She sat up straighter and pointed towards Dax. “Did you know that?”
Dax felt ridiculous that he actually got a twinge of jealousy in his chest hearing her talk about Alex like that. Alex was a happily married family man.
