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“No.”
“She’s — incoming,” Kyle whispered and got up to move his chair a little further away from me to whistle for the dog. Trista knocked the air right out of me when she plopped down directly in my lap and turned to loop her arms around my neck.
“Something on your mind, Fancy Face?”
“You.”
She leaned down the rest of the way to kiss me. Her fingers went into the hair at the base of my skull, and she dug her nails right into my scalp to hold me there like she was afraid I might get up and run for it if she wasn’t holding my mouth against hers. It still wasn’t something I should’ve been doing right then but kissing her never seemed to be something that I had much of a choice about doing. It just happened. And the familiar edge of the whiskey burn from her mouth was enough to send my tongue on a fucking mission deeper into her mouth. Her nails raked their way down the sides of my neck and to my chest while she pulled back.
“Where’d you get liquor?” I asked.
“Daddy Utah.”
My whole body burst into flames.
“I’ll kill everyone on this property if you ever use those two words side by side again, Triss.”
“That’s an absurd amount of jealousy coming from someone who won’t even come near me on his own right now.”
“We’re a fucking mess, you and I, baby.”
“You’re so romantic,” she snapped and put her hand on the side of my face to push me away so she could turn sideways a little more to scoot down and lay her head against my shoulder.
“But my heart beats again when you’re around, and I don’t think I hate it.”
“How do you do that? Make me feel like I can’t breathe?” She asked.
“Weird. When you’re here, I feel like I can breathe deeper than I have in years.”
She sat up again to look at me. She was usually better about disguising what she felt. There was always a filter over what happened beneath the surface, but not in this moment. It was intensely confused desire and the kind of pain that consumed every inch of her. I knew everything there was to know about those two mixed together. I put my hand on her cheek just to run my thumb across her lips and then dragged that hand down the front of her neck.
“Trust me, Triss, if I ever really want to control when you can and can’t breathe, I will.”
Her entire body tensing in reaction brought a smile to my face faster than anything had in a long time. Her hand went back into my hair to pull it until she’d tilted my head back and she kissed me again.
She was every bit as addicting as the whiskey that still lingered on her tongue.
She kept my bottom lip in between her teeth for a second when she pulled away that time.
“I’m going back inside, J.”
She pulled my hair another time for good measure just to make the invitation as clear as possible before she climbed off my lap and walked back into the darkness toward the house.
Kyle immediately dragged his chair back around to my side of the fire. “I’m not great with women anymore, buddy, but I think she wanted you to go in there with her.”
I laughed. “Yeah, she does.”
“I don’t want to call you an idiot for sitting out here with me instead but…”
I leaned forward to put my elbows on my knees and my face in my hands when I laughed that time.
“She told me a couple stories about your time together,” he said. “About the handcuffs. She’s cute. I wouldn’t look at her and think she could pull a fast one on the likes of you like that, but that kitty’s got some claws hidden away in there.”
I sat upright to glare at him for a second before I laughed like a lunatic.
“I don’t know about kitty,” I said. “Maybe a mountain lion. Or a fucking wolverine. Something that has claws that don’t retract at all.”
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
