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Releasing my hand, he swept his gaze over me once more. “You’re not wearing anything red.”
“No,” I confirmed, now very thankful I’d listened to Briar and removed the bracelet.
His eyes glinted with something close to satisfaction. “Good. For me, at least.”
Again with the forwardness. It made him easy to talk to, because it meant that there was no reading between the lines or—
A laughing patron stumbled, bumping into me.
In one swift protective movement, Cole smoothly drew me up against him … and my hormones practically swooned like virginal maidens. More, the sexual chemistry kicked up a notch as the space between us disappeared. He shot the other male a hard look that had him raising his hands in apology.
“Whoa, you’re fast,” I said to Cole.
His gaze dropped to me, and a hint of mischief glimmered there. “Not when it counts.”
I felt my mouth curve at the sexual implication. “That’s reassuring.”
The hand holding my arm swept a thumb over my skin, leaving a path of tingles in its wake. “I’d give the guy a hard time for bumping into you, but I kind of like having you right where you are. And while I should probably offer to buy you a drink, heading to the bar would mean letting you go—I don’t want to do that.”
My smile widened. “You really don’t bother censoring yourself, do you?”
He shrugged. “Takes effort I’d rather expend on other things.” He tilted his head. “So, what are you doing here in Redwater? I thought you lived in the UK.”
“I do. My parents have a place here. I use it once or twice a year.”
He lightly toyed with one of my curls, letting it slide through the pads of his fingers. “How long before you head back to England?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t decided.” I wasn’t yet feeling a pull to return. “Do you live round here?” I knew he wasfromRedwater—his dad was a retired professional soccer player who’d been part of the local team and often proclaimed how proud he was to play for his home town.
“I do. I’ve lived in Redwater all my life, aside from the short time I lived in Vegas—I only lasted six months. There’s something about Redwater that pulls you back.”
I could relate to that. I’d done a lot of travelling over the years. I’d visited some beautiful places. But of all those places, it was Redwater that spoke to me; that gave me a feeling of ‘home’ that not even London did, despite that I’d been born and raised there.
Cole dipped his head. “I have more questions. Like how the hell is your skin this soft. But right now, what I most want to know is what your mouth tastes like. Is it a problem for you if I find out?”
Every nerve-ending in my body seemed to light up in anticipation. “No, not a one.”
He caught my face in his hands. “Good.” Lowering his head a little more, he coasted his lips over mine once, twice … and then his tongue licked inside.
Cole didn’t go easy. He didn’t keep the kiss soft and shallow to test my response. He settled in and made himself right at home, holding my head exactly how he wanted it. He took my mouth in a deep, wet, explicitly carnal kiss like it was his God given right.
And my bones fairly liquified.
I planted my hands on his stomach, wishing I could slip them under his shirt to properly trace the dips and lines of the spectacular abs I’d seen during his fights. I met him kiss for kiss, giving as good as I got—as much as he’d allow, anyway. There was no denying that the control lay squarely with him right then. He expertly and blatantly dominated the kiss, the moment, evenme.
I could feel his cock—full and long—digging into my lower stomach through his slacks. My jumpsuit wasn’t thin, but therewas no way that he wouldn’t feel my nipples prodding his chest. They were so hard they ached at this point.
We kissed and kissed, our breaths turning ragged, our hands roaming, our … Something was vibrating near my hip.His phone.
“Ignore it,” he rumbled before slanting his mouth over mine yet again.
So I ignored it but, yeah, it just kept vibrating.
He cursed. “If this isn’t a fucking emergency …” He pulled out his phone and answered, “Yes?What?” He swore again. “You can’t be serious … Onlyyoucould find yourself in that situation.”
I felt a smile pluck at my mouth, thinking of similar conversations I’d had with friends whose car had broken down or stuff like that.
“I’m kind of busy here … There’s no one else you can call?” Cole muttered something beneath his breath. “You owe me, asshole. You owe me big time. And I will collect.” He ended the call, his jaw hard.
