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“Yeah?”
I nod. “Yeah.” I place one hand and then the other on his broad shoulders, using his sturdy frame to lever myself up so we’re faceto face. “I had a great time.” And then, before I can talk myself out of it, I press my lips to his, taking what I want because there’s no time to waste.
Diesel kisses me back, and I slide my tongue across his bottom lip. His hands fly to my waist, pulling me closer as he presses my back against the motel door, deepening the kiss until my heart is racing and my toes curl.
He tastes like a man, and he’s perfectly hard and sculpted under my palms that now rest on his pecs. And then lower to his abs.
Diesel’s growl reverberates through me, sending shivers racing throughout my body as our kiss intensifies, and his hands slide down to my ass, gripping me closer. Tighter. Our tongues tangle together like we’ve kissed every day, all day like we can’t get enough of each other.
A car backfires in the distance, and we slowly, almost reluctantly, separate. His lips—pink and full and delicious—part into a lazy grin. “Cassidy.”
I smile, too, blinking away the fog of lust to bring his face back into focus. “Good night, Diesel.”
“Great night,” he shoots back and steps away from me. “See you tomorrow.” He makes those three words sound like a promise.
My whole body is on fire, and when I step inside the motel room, my reflection shows my cheeks flush, my eyes wide, and my lips swollen and wet from his kisses. I don’t look at all like me.
I look aroused.
Smitten.
I look like I don’t know what the hell I’m doing kissing a gorgeous biker when I’m leaving town in less than forty-eight hours.
CHAPTER SIX
Diesel
Her lips are so fucking soft.That hot as fuck kiss with Cassidy, her mouth and the feel of her curves pressed against me dominated my thoughts all night.
I show up at the shop the next morning to find the part for her truck is here, and even as I unload it, I know today—tonight—is all we have. Once her rig is fixed, she’ll take off for parts unknown, and I’ll never see her again.
“Hey there, Diesel, whatcha doin’?” The voice of Aria’s assistant, Brooke, is an unwanted interruption in my thoughts. The clack of her stiletto heels on the cement floor of the repair bay tells me she’s getting closer and closer.
I look up at the stacked chick and resist the urge to roll my eyes at her stupid fucking question. She’s a ditz, I remind myself. It’s not her fault I’m thinking of Cassidy. “Hey, Brooke. Just unloading some shit. What’s up?”
Her full lips part into a seductive smile, which I don’t mind, not really. Brooke has big tits, a slim waist, and big hips. She’s aknockout, and she’s not afraid to show it off, which I appreciate, but there’s something a little too eager about her. Not that I mind an eager woman, but she’s riding that line between eager and desperate, which is why I’ve kept my dick to myself since I’ve been working at Morgan International. Life is too good and too fucking busy for a bunny boiler.
“What’s that? Something cool?” She shrugs.
I look up again. The woman is completely oblivious to theleave me the fuck alonevibes I’m sending her. “Truck parts,” I answer blandly, flashing her a final look before I turn back to the part for Cassidy’s truck.
Brooke’s heels continue to click-clack on the cement floor as she walks around the repair bay as if she’s never been in here before. It’s clear she’s walking around, shaking her ass, and swinging her hips to get my attention. I pay her no mind as I cut the box holding the parts and toss it aside.
“You must be pretty smart to be able to fix all kinds of stuff the way you do.”
I shrug. “Yeah, I guess so.” She keeps asking all kinds of dumbass questions, but after the fifth one, I stop answering and keep my attention on installing the new ECU.
“Hi, there.” Brooke coos so loudly, her squeaky voice echoes. “Can I help you?”
“Uhm, yeah. Maybe?” It’s Cassidy. “I’m looking for Diesel.”
“Over here,” I call out, barely able to stop the smile that spread across my face.
“The part came?” Her voice is moving in my direction, and without looking up, I know she stops beside me because the air crackles.
“Yeah. I didn’t call because I wanted to make sure it was fixed before I got your hopes up.” It’s not a complete lie, and Cassidy doesn’t call me out on it.
“Need some help?”
