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“To see me?” She frowned. “Why? I… I let you leave, and the contract was over and well, I–”
There was only one thing to say to shut her up. To stop talking nonsense. For her to understand.
“I want to amend the contract.”
48
MELLY
He was here!His beard and hair were unruly, and his jeans and plaid shirt were wrinkled. But to me, he never looked better. Felt better. Those calluses on his palms were rough against my cheeks, but it was another sign that it really was him. Gruff. Hardworking. Now travel worn.
“Change the contract?” I wondered.
He nodded.
“No end date.”No end date.“Not just your house or my house or my truck.” He looked up and glanced around. “For starters, I want to add the Chicago airport.”
I frowned. “You want us to be able to… tohave sexin the Chicago airport?” I whispered part of that because we couldn’t be in any more of a public place.
His eyes narrowed, heated and that dark intensity was back.
“I want you, Melly Harwood, any way I can have you,” he admitted.
I glanced around, suddenly very,veryeager for him to have me.
“Okay.”
His eyebrows went up. “Okay?” he said back.
I nodded.
Determination lit his features. He had my suitcase and my hand and was leading me further from my gate to… to–
A family bathroom.
He pushed the door open, tugged me in, locked it behind us.
Then he kissed me.
49
DANIEL
If Melly wasn’t sofucking, insanely hot, I might think I had premature ejaculation issues. One kiss, one feel of her soft body pressed into mine and I was ready to come.
She had her hands around the back of my head, pulling me down, holding me in place as she kissed the hell out of me. I scented that cherry lip gloss, felt her tits pressing against my stomach.
I let my hands roam to her ass, cupped it. Squeezed it.
Yeah, that was the perfect ass I remembered.
I pulled back. “I need inside you. Now.”
My words weren’t gentle. My tone was harsh. My breathing was ragged and if she didn’t know me, she might be afraid.
But this was Melly. Three days together and she knew me as well as my brothers. She might not know I was allergic to blueberries, but she got me.
“Hurry,” she breathed, her hands going to my belt buckle.
