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Jillian turned his face and licked at his lips. “Yes,” she gasped against his mouth before she winced and cried out as her body shook with her release.
He met her on the apex, licking at her mouth before releasing a roar to match that of a lion as he got lost in white-hot spasms and euphoria.
They both breathed into one another’s open mouth and stared in each other’s eyes. When he stopped his thrusts, she took the lead in their explosive ride, wanting to push him right over the edge into madness. His rough cry was her reward as Jillian used her legs around his waist to keep him from running from her skill. She didn’t stop until all of his hardness was eased.
Cole felt relief.
When a tear raced along her cheek as she clung to him, he pressed a comforting kiss to it and then to her neck.
“I do love you, Cole,” she whispered beseechingly.
He just couldn’t allow himself to embrace that emotion.
Not yet.
Jillian glanced at Cole as they worked in silence to clean and sanitize the food truck. Her cheeks warmed as she wiped down the counter where they had enjoyed each other for the first time in months. She noticed he moved with the same slowness that she did. They were drained. Truly, sleep was the only remedy after exhaustive and mind-altering sex.
He glanced up from sweeping the floor and caught her stare on him.
She locked her eyes with his and felt a surge of energy from his look. They shared a smile—a naughty one.
“You missed me,” she said, just slightly teasing.
He chuckled and tapped the push broom against the tiled floor. “I missed you,” he admitted.
She dropped the sponge she was using and closed the gap between them to wrap her arm around his waist as she pressed her cheek to his muscular back. “I’ll be back soon. I just have to give my notice to the restaurant—”
“No, you don’t,” he said.
She froze and stepped back as he turned.
“Keep the position,” Cole said.
That made her nervous.
“All I ever wanted was a choice in the matter and not to be treated like your personal sex slave,” he said.
“And I’m ready to give us a serious try,” she said.
“I’m not,” he said, continuing to sweep the floor. “Plus, you may change your mind.”
Jillian knew she had destroyed whatever trust he’d had in her, and she was determined to prove to him that he could trust in her and, in time, one day love her.
I hope.
“How do you suppose we see each other?” she asked, feeling some of her own fears about love resurfacing.
“If it matters to us, thenwewill make a way,” Cole said.
She nodded as she finished ensuring all surfaces were sanitary to prepare food. Still, doubts plagued her.
ShouldItrusthim? Am I wasting my time?
She released a breath.
Why is love so dang on complicated?
Cole came up to stand behind her. “What’s on your mind?” he asked. “I can see it on your face.”
