Page 114 of I Thought of You


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“Well,” he says with a sigh. “I’ll check back with you next week and see where we are on inventory. If you have anything on order,” he frowns at the full jars of candy, “please see if you can cancel it.”

“I will.”

There’sa knock on the store’s door just after nine-thirty. Perched on one of the swivel stools, sipping a soda, I glance over my shoulder.

Koen frowns. Baseball cap backward. Finger pointed at his watch.

Grabbing the key, I unlock the door.

“You’re not answering your phone? What’s going on?” He steps inside with Scrot and takes the keys to lock the door behind him.

Making a lazy inspection of the checkout area, I shrug. “My phone’s … somewhere.”

He tosses the keys on the counter and pulls me into his arms. “Tell me what’s going on.”

“Today, I got fired and evicted.”

Koen’s eyes narrow.

“Clara, the owner’s wife, is dying, and he needs to sell this place and the trailer.”

“I’m sorry. I know you love this place. My grandpa will be disappointed, too.”

I nod several times.

He gathers my hair, pulling it off my neck. I love it when he messes with my hair. It’s easy to imagine him doing the same to our daughter if we have one.

“I can’t do much about the store.” Koen ducks his head to kiss my neck. “But I can let you sleep on my sofa until you find a new place.” A smirk steals his lips when he stands tall.

My gaze lifts to his.

And I wait. I’ll wait all night.

He wrinkles his nose. “Not in a joking mood, huh?”

I don’t blink.

His head bobs a few times. “Maybe you should move in with me. Sleep in my bed. Make a mess. Spoil my dog. Get me in trouble with my grandpa. Plan a wedding. Have sex with me on the kitchen table. Or maybe Scrot’s bed. Yeah, that’s it. Let’s fuck on his bed. He’s humped the hell out of my pillow, so I feel like that would be good payback.”

He wins.

I snort, rolling my eyes. “I’m not going to make a mess.”

His eyebrows peak. “That’s what your objection is? Not the sex on the kitchen table or the dog bed?”

Lifting onto my toes, I trap his lower lip between my teeth and grin while he draws his head back to release my hold on it. “I will have sex with you anytime … anywhere.”

“Don’t tease me. I know there’s a back room.” He bites my bottom lip like I did to his.

I laugh when he palms the back of my legs to carry me to the back room. “I was hoping I’d get to have sex back here one more time before the store closed.”

Koen slows his pace, scowling while releasing me to my feet. “One more time?”

With a shrug, I nod. “Do you really think Herb comes in every day just for produce?”

“Fuck no …” His face wrinkles, but he can’t hide his grin. “You cannot say that shit and expect me to get an erection.”

Hugging his torso, my hands dip into his back pockets. “Herb never has a problem.”

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