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“You would think that.”
I angle my body toward hers, shifting so her knee is between my legs. I place my hand on her hip. “It’s suddenly occurred to me that we’re in public.”
More of that rising and falling of her chest happens as her cheeks stain with that blush my dick fucking loves.
She’s aware this hasn’t just occurred to me.
She also knows where I’m going with this.
I bring my hand up to her face and thread my fingers into her hair as my mouth finds hers. The noise around us dies the second I taste her. Adeline has that effect on me. When she’s in my arms like this, it flips a switch in my brain that no one has ever flipped. It hushes the world, the demons, the bullshit.
My tongue slides over hers and I deepen the kiss. I lose myself in my want. In my need for this woman that is only intensifying every day.
One of her hands grips my thigh while her other hand comes to my chest, clutching my shirt. She gives me the sexy noises she never fails to give me when I kiss her.
Kissing isn’t usually something I dedicate a great deal of time to. With Adeline, the opposite is true, and not just because it’s proved useful to validate our marriage in public. Since the first time I kissed her like this on our wedding day, I’ve wanted my mouth on hers.
She has her own special brand of kiss in the same way she has her own special brand of everything.
Her body fits mine in a particular way when she kisses me. Like all her hollows fit with my lines. Like she was made to sink into me.
Her mouth surrenders to me. Even when everything else in her is fighting me, her mouth doesn’t know how.
She gives herself to me completely. Her body, her attention, her everything.
This kiss is no different.
Not even a busy food court can stop her from falling into it.
When she pulls her lips from mine, I’m given that wild look she reserves for me while she pushes me away. “You need to eat your chicken.”
“No, I need to get you out of here.”
She tries to reposition our legs so hers isn’t between mine. When I stop her, she gives me another wild look. “Jameson, we’re in the middle of a shopping mall. There are a million people around us, watching and taking videos. I know we’re all about putting on a show for them, but now is not the time to do”—her eyes drop to our legs—“this.”
I roughly grab her chin and angle her face back to mine. “I agree.” I jerk my chin at her. “Grab your shit. We’re leaving.”
That bewilders her but I’m off my stool and have her off hers before she can catch a breath. I gather the bags of gifts we’ve bought and guide her out of the food court. When I find a clothing store that has what I’m looking for, I lead her into it after telling my security team to wait outside for us.
“You dragged me away from my chicken for more shopping?” she says from beside me as I yank a dress from the rack.
I walk her to the fitting rooms, take a number card from the attendant, and wait in line.
Adeline looks at me like she thinks I’ve lost my damn mind.
I have.
But I’m about to find it.
I see the moment she solves the clues.
Pink colors her cheeks again and her breathing picks up.
“I’m not fucking you in a fitting room in this store.” Her attempts at bossiness fall flat. We both know that’s exactly what she’s going to do.
“Yeah, you are.”
“Stop telling me what to do.” She reaches for the dress. “And give me this. Jesus, Jameson, no one would believe I’d wear this.”
