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“Always. Like when you knocked over my trash can, then yelled at me and poked me in the chest.”
“You were hard?” she asked in astonishment.
“As a rock.”
She said wonderingly, “Well, son of a b—gun.”
“So answer my question.”
She opened her mouth to say “yes,” but caution made her remind him, “I don’t do really well with engagements. Gives the guy too much time to think.”
“I’m skipping the engagement part. We’re not getting engaged; we’ll just get married.”
“In that case, yes, I’ll marry you.” She turned her face into his throat and inhaled the heat and scent of his body, thinking that if the perfumers of the world could bottle whatever it was Sam had, the female population would be in perpetual heat.
He growled in frustration. “Because you love me?” he prompted.
She smiled, her lips moving against his skin. “Crazy, wild, absolutely, insanely in love with you,” she affirmed.
“We’ll get married next week.”
“I can’t do that!” she said in horror, drawing back to stare up at him as he loomed over her, slowly moving back and forth, back and forth, like seaweed floating on the tide.
“Why the hell not?”
“Because my parents won’t be back from vacation for … I’ve lost count of the days. About three weeks, I think.”
“Can’t they come home early? Where are they, anyway?”
“Touring Europe. And this is Mom’s dream vacation, because Dad has Parkinson’s, and even though the medication really helps, he’s gotten a little worse lately and she was afraid this would be their last chance. He was always too busy before he retired to get away for that length of time, so this is special to both of them, you know?”
“Okay okay We’ll do it the day after they get home.”
“Mom won’t even be unpacked!”
“Tough. Since we aren’t getting engaged, we can’t do the big church wedding thing—”
“Thank God,” she said feelingly She had gone through that experience with number two, the bastard, with all the expense and planning and trouble, only to have him back out at the last minute.
He heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had been afraid she would say she wanted a big wedding. “We’ll have everything ready to go. All your parents will have to do is show up.”
Jaine had been doing a really good job concentrating on the conversation while he was doing what he was doing, and she was impressed out of her skull that he could keep up his side of the conversation under these circumstances, but her body suddenly reached the point of no return. She gasped, her hips rising convulsively against him.
“We’ll talk later!” she said hoarsely, grabbed his butt, and pulled him hard into her.
They didn’t talk at all for quite a while.
Jaine stirred, yawning. She would have been content to lie in his arms all night long, but a sudden thought made her bolt upright. “BooBoo!”
Sam made a noise halfway between a grunt and a groan. “What?”
“BooBoo. He must be starving! I can’t believe I forgot about him.” She scrambled out of bed. “Where’s the light switch? And why don’t you have any bedside lamps?”
“Beside the door, right side. Why wou
ld I need bedside lamps?”
“For reading.” She swept her hand along the wall, found the switch, and flipped it up. Bright light flooded the room.
