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Eventually, the need to come up for air becomes too great. Just as he starts to pull his lips from my own, a throat clears behind me, followed by chuckling. “Damn, I don’t recall there ever being a day when a beautiful woman came to the shop and kissed the daylights out of me,” Ernie says, humor laced in his voice.
Embarrassment starts to set in.
“No? I would have thought all the pretty ladies would have been lined up back in the day, Ern,” Linkin says without removing his eyes from mine.
That makes his boss laugh. “Well, my Bonnie was there with her rolling pin and cowboy boots, making sure they all stayed away,” he says, slapping Linkin on the back. “I’m gonna slip into my office and make a call for a few minutes, give you two a bit to talk.”
When the door closes, I finally snap out of my mortification stupor. “I can’t believe I just did that,” I mumble.
“You’re completely irresistible to my charms.”
I snort. “I see you’re still as modest as ever.”
“You wouldn’t want me any other way,” he whispers, wrapping his big hands around my waist one more time. “I take it today went well?”
Oh. Yeah. The divorce. The reason I’m here.
“It went very well. In fact, you’re looking at a freshly divorced woman on a mission,” I tell him, trailing my fingers down his chest. Have I told you what this tight t-shirt, smeared with grease and grime does to me? I’m totally a grease monkey bunny.
“A mission, huh? How can I help you complete your mission?” he asks, his head bends down and his lips dangerously close to that place right behind my ear that drives me wild.
“I have ideas. They don’t involve your pants.”
“I love it when I don’t have pants.”
And I love you.
Wait.
What?
Did I really just think that? There’s no way I’m in love with him. I mean, we haven’t known each other that long, and can you really count the first few encounters? I wanted to claw his eyes out with a nail file. For God’s sake, I just got divorced! Literally, like an hour ago!
I can’t be in love with him. He’s infuriating and arrogant and…amazing.
He’s smart and kind and sexy in a way he probably doesn’t even realize. Or maybe he does. But I really like the person he is, not just the pretty face and hard body on the outside. He’s so good with his brothers, helpful with his mom, and a great friend to me. But this is more than friends. These feelings I’m having are definitely not friendly. They’re lustful and carnal. I feel cherished, yet taken in a way I’ve never expected, nor wanted.
But I do want this.
“Everything okay?” he asks, pulling my attention.
“Fine, yes, thank you.”
“So these plans that don’t involve my pants, should I bring dinner home tonight?”
Pushing all thoughts of the L word out of my mind, I focus on the here and now. “Definitely. I have a feeling you’re going to need your energy later this evening,” I tell him, glancing around the room to make sure we’re alone before tapping the place where his dick is hard and secured in his pants.
Linkin’s eyes dilate and darken, and I can almost see his dirty thoughts. “I’ll bring pizza, but leave my pants at the door.”
“Sounds perfect,” I say, noticing a younger guy walking up to the office door. “I better leave you to it.”
He reaches out and grabs my arm before I can get too far away. “What? No goodbye kiss?”
Stepping into his arms, I whisper, “I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop at one more kiss…”
Linkin’s groan fills the front office as the door opens and a customer enters. Our alone time has officially ended, and my guy is needed, reminding me once again that he’s, in fact, at work. “I’ll see you later,” I say, slowly turning and heading towards the door. Before I slip outside, I glance back over my shoulder, catching Linkin’s eyes firmly following my ass.
When he glances back up, he offers me a smug little grin and walks to the door. He places a too-quick kiss on my lips before whispers, “One hour, and you’re mine.”
