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I grab the door behind me and give it a good, hard slam. The force rattles the walls and can probably be heard by Bud and any of the customers downstairs, but I don’t care. All I care about right now is injuring the asshole who messed with my laptop and ensured I had a shit-tastic day.
Stomping my feet with each step I take, I head toward the place where I heard him humming. As I round the corner, I hit a wall. No, not a wall, really. This wall is large and hard and reaches out to grab my arms. I hold out my arms to steady myself and encounter hot, wet flesh.
“Harper?” he asks, but his words barely register. I’m staring at Latham, fresh from a shower and wearing a towel.
Yeah, I know you’re picturing it too.
My jaw unhinges, I just know it, but I don’t care. My eyes feast on his chiseled torso, the mouthwatering tattoo, his eight-pack abs, and that delicious V at his hips that disappears beneath the towel. And the bulge. Let’s not forget about the way the towel practically wraps around his cock like a hug. A hug I wouldn’t mind giving it.
With my mouth.
He must sense where my mind is because that big, thick cock jumps beneath the terrycloth and starts to grow. Within a matter of seconds, it tents the towel and points directly at me as if begging to be played with. And I’ll be damned if I don’t want to wrap my hands around it and give it a few friendly strokes.
Then, I hear him chuckle.
Suddenly, I remember exactly why I’m here and it isn’t to play with his magnificent cock. Instead, I should be wrapping my hands around his neck. “See something you like?”
“I see something I’d love to chop off with a plastic knife,” I growl, finally returning my eyes to his.
“Sounds kinky, Sweetheart. Did you come over here to help me shower or should we skip the shower and go straight to sex?” he asks, leaning his broad (and still wet) shoulder against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest, casually.
“I came over here to kill you. Do you want your mom to have an open or closed casket?” I snarl, holding my eyes on his sparkling brown ones.
“You’re giving me a choice?” he asks, smiling brightly.
“For your mom.”
He snorts a laugh. “So what brings you over here in the middle of the day, spunky Harper?”
“Tammy. Wynette.” I make sure to throw in a little extra female dramatics and pause between the first and last name.
“Tammy, huh? Isn’t she dead?”
“You’ll be seeing her very soon. Well, probably not. You’re going to hell for your stupid childish pranks.”
“Childish?” Yes, his eyes light up with humor. I want to punch him in the face.
“Childish!” I yell, letting my frustration and anger for him get the best of me. “You cost me sales! The music was so fucking loud no one wanted to shop. They all left thinking I was trying to torture them with bad country music!”
“You wouldn’t know good music if it hit you upside the head,” he chastises. “It’s a thousand times better than that boy band bullshit you listen to.”
I throw my hands in the air. “You’re impossible! And frustrating! And completely…impossible!”
“You said that already. I like to think it’s part of my charm,” he teases with a wink.
Yes, he winks.
So I punch him in the chest.
“Ouch!” I holler, shaking my hand and infuriating me even further. He laughs, so I slap him across the arm. My palm instantly starts to sting, making my eyes water. Shaking my hand, I glare daggers at the asshole whose hard stupid muscles just injured me.
“Well, stop hitting me, Sweetheart,” he chides.
“Stop calling me Sweetheart!” I yell as I launch myself at him.
Suddenly, I’m wrapped in his arms and our mouths are fused together. My legs snake around his waist, the apex of my legs rubbing over his thick erection. The kiss is hungry, passionate, and full of desire. His mouth is everything I want, but more accurately, everything I remember.
Latham’s hands rip at my shirt, exposing my heated, wet flesh. I suck on his tongue, drawing a deep growl from his gut that vibrates through my bloodstream and lands between my legs. He turns and pins me against the wall, his large hands gripping at my ass and holding me steady against his body. His tongue sweeps into my mouth at the same time his cock thrusts upward, sliding against my swollen pussy and eradicating a loud gasp from my lungs.
