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“Lead the way.”
Slowly, I walked down the aisles of the library, looking for the Faulkner book that I needed for my upcoming essay on his biography. “It’s awfully quiet in here,” he whispered behind me.
I chuckled. “That’s because it’s a library, we better keep it that way, huh?”
Maverick laughed, dragging his finger down the spine of my back and to the loop of my blue jeans. “I guess that depends on how quiet you can be, huh, Josie?”
I went to ask what he meant when he bit the shallow of my shoulder. Unable to stop myself, I gripped the ledge of the bookshelf in front of me. The heaviness of his presence and his scent behind me sent me into a whirlwind of emotions.
I’d never been kissed in public before. The rush felt like adrenaline on speed. Maverick lazily kissed up and down my neck, finally tangling his fingers into the back of my hair while turning me to face him.
He hungrily kissed me, while I tried to keep my sounds at bay. Maverick cupped my butt and lifted me to his hips, walking us down to a book cart at the end of the row and putting me down.
Wild and free, that’s how I felt.
I didn’t even care that someone could walk by, or that the guy at the computer may hear us. Who cared, right? Maverick was performing ungodly things to my mouth, sucking and biting and licking.
When his fingers slid down my chest to twist my peaked nipple, I groaned loudly in the silence, which made Maverick smile into our kiss. “Shhh, Josie, it’s a library.”
I couldn’t respond with actual words. My brain turned to mush.
Maverick pinched the other one, pulling me closer to his hips, showing me exactly what this had done to him. I melted into him and a hushed cry fell from me. This time someone answered, “Hello?”
It sounded familiar.
“This is a library—,”
Professor Howard.Quickly, I jumped down and shoved Maverick onto the next aisle behind the library cart. When Professor Howard moved around the corner of the aisle with a folder and class roster in his hand, I panicked.
“Josie?” he asked, looking around for an obvious other party. The other party was whoever made me moan in the library.
“Hey, Professor Howard,” I said, grabbing a random Faulkner book from the shelf and waving lamely at him. “Just checking out Faulkner.”
His hair, which he pushed his fingers through, lacked the gel he normally wore, and he had on jeans. It suited him. “I thought—never mind. I thought I heard something.”
Oh, you did.
“That’s okay. I just sent over my information to your email and was checking out a book before I headed back to my apartment.”
He held up an index finger, pulled out his phone, and nodded. “Got it. I’ll get a schedule to you today.” He glanced around the library again, for I assumed who was with me, but only smiled and disappeared.
I peeked around the corner to make sure he descended the stairs when Maverick chuckled behind me. “Oh my gosh,” I said shoving him. “That was my internship professor you,jackhole.”
He shrugged. “Sounded young. Is he hot?”
I smirked. “Actually,” I said, walking out into the open space of the room. “He’s hot, probably hotter than you.”
Maverick lifted a brow at me and followed slowly as I began to run toward the stairs. He caught me before the second one and hauled me over his shoulder. Heat raced to my cheeks as he carried me through the first floor and out of the doors, completely forgetting about my Faulkner book. “Put me down, caveman.”
Maverick slapped my butt loudly enough that I knew the people passing us noticed. “I’m going to get you back for this, Booker.”
“Only if you reach on your tip-toes,” he said. “I’ll have you pinned in two seconds flat.”
I didn’t doubt that. Once we made it to the parking lot, he finally put me down and kissed me. “That’ll teach you.”
The feeling of his palm against my skin sent electricity through my blood. I may not be able to hold out as long as I thought.
Maverick drove us to Zachary Community Park where we sat up for a picnic with one of my old blankets and a basket I used to hold magazines. We unpacked our sandwiches and leftover garlic bread before devouring it.
