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She sucked in her breath, flattening against the wall. Her hands tucked behind her, and she swallowed, looking up at me.
Jesus. Those eyes. A man could get lost in those eyes and never want to come back up for oxygen.
“You thought I only wanted a booty call?” I rasped.
She swallowed again. “Yeah,” she whispered. Hurt flared in those dark eyes again.
“Thought I’d made my interest real clear.”
“Me too,” she whispered again, her gaze falling to my chest. “But you didn’t call.”
“I didn’t call because I was on a flight to California, and I was using my phone to track down a half-brother I’ve not spoken to in almost twenty years because I had to ask him to wade into family drama he probably never wanted to deal with.”
Her head jerked up. “What?”
“I wanted to call and talk you into dinner at my place or yours, and if you didn’t want either of those, since it would’ve been a first date, I would’ve been happy to take you somewhere else in town. Somewhere private.”
“Really?”
I nodded, losing the battle not to touch her. My thumb went to her chin. There was a little dent there, and it was cute as fuck. She drew in a breath at my touch, but I couldn’t stop. My hand smoothed down her throat, feeling her pulse, loving how it sped up, how her chest was rising. I knew she felt what I was feeling. My hand slid around to cup the back of her neck, and I struggled to keep from moving even closer.
My head bent, needing to be in her space, in her air. My forehead went to hers, resting there.
We were both trembling.
Her hand went to my stomach, and I sucked in my breath, holding still, not wanting to scare her away. I wanted all of her against me.
“It was a family crisis sort of thing.” My voice was still rough.
Her fingers curled around my waistband, taking a firm hold. She was hanging on to me. “I’m sorry.”
I raised my head, needing to see her better, but I didn’t move, loving the feel of her fingers against my stomach. “It was a day.”
Guilt flared over her face, tightening around her mouth. “Didn’t say I was rational. My feelings were involved.” She mumbled that, her gaze falling back to my chest, and she leaned in. I wasn’t sure if she was even aware of what she was doing as she rubbed her cheek against my chest, a contented purr leaving her body. She stepped away from the wall, her arms moving to slide around my waist, and then she was plastered against me, hugging me.
I moved in an instant, hoisting her up and moving her against the wall again so her back was supported. Her legs opened, so I moved in even farther. She gasped as we came in contact. I stilled. My God, she felt good. I closed my eyes, bending down, my cheek resting against hers, just needing to feel her.
She had been holding her breath, but let it go, relaxing into my hold, and her legs lifted, winding around my back.
Jesus.
I was one move away from dry humping her.
A growl left me, and she stiffened. I felt drugged; that was the effect this woman had on me. “We need to go somewhere else.”
She felt my dick twitch against her, and a haze fell over her eyes. I watched, as if in slow motion, as her eyes half closed and she tugged her lip between her teeth. She moved against me, her center rubbing over my dick. Which I loved. Which I was already craving. For fuck’s sake, I was a minute away from reaching down with my hand, and after that, I couldn’t promise what we would or wouldn’t do. Her hold over me was uncharted territory.
That’s cause she’s a once-in-a-lifetime type of woman, a voice told me, laughing.
Right. I was aware, more than aware.
“Billie…” My tone was hoarse, strained. My hands clamped on her thighs, holding her more securely, and that only made her grind over me with more fervor. “Billie.”
“Jesus Christ.”
Déjà vu because once again, his voice broke through our reverie. And he was pissed.
I would’ve understood if our roles were reversed. Though, as I stepped back, still holding Billie against me, I glared at the detective. He’d been on another date with my girl.
