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“Besides,” I say, happy to have her eyes back on me, “I saw you in Ruby’s about an hour ago, and everyone in town was practically planning our wedding.”
This is equivalent to rolling for damage when coming face to face with a dragon, and I’m only wearing leather armor.
But what do I have to lose? I’ve already lost five years of my life being a sullen asshole.
I wait for her to react badly, but she leans in at the same time I lean in.
“Interesting town,” Dakota says huskily.
Her hand goes to my stomach, giving me a jolt of lightning.
“Some might call it pathological,” I say.
“Potato, potahto,” she whispers, tilting her face up.
Our lips meet in a warm kiss that marks the beginning. Her sunshine is doing its magic on the ice that surrounds my heart.
Dakota’s lips are soft and searching, and her hand on my stomach fists my T-shirt to pull me closer.
I don’t know which one of us deepens the kiss first; all I know is her lips part, and she darts the tip of her tongue out to meet mine. She’s soft and sweet as she presses our bodies together, releasing my shirt and snaking her hand around mylower back. My tongue sweeps into her mouth, and she tastes like cinnamon and sugar. Her arms go around my ribcage and pull me closer, like she owns me. Raw need builds in me that I’ve never felt for anyone before.
I pull away from the kiss to search her eyes, to make sure this is what she wants. And to make sure this is really happening and I haven’t been cudgeled into dreamland by some highwaymen. I really need to spend less time with my head in fantasy games.
“Why’d you stop?”
“I…I don’t have the slightest idea,” I reply.
We both laugh.
“Maybe because you want to kiss me other places,” she tries.
Wow. And yes please.
“I don’t even know your last name,” I rasp.
“Chapman. You want my social so you can run a criminal background check before we go any further?”
“No. And I’m still not changing the name of the store.”
“We’ll see about that.”
“Hey, look at that,” I say, leaning in close, inhaling the scent below her ear.
“Look at what?” Dakota asks.
“A spot I haven’t kissed yet.” She shivers against me as I brush some loose hair out of the way.
“Keep distracting me from my job and the guys will fire me,” she rasps as I press one soft, open-mouth kiss against her throat.
“I’m your boss. Me.”
“Okay.”
“Say it,” I demand, slowly working my mouth over the luscious flesh where her neck meets her shoulder.
“Whatever you say, boss.”
“That’s better.”
