7. Mark
Somehow, I manage to get us home without breaking too many traffic laws.
Holy fuck, I can’t believe how fast things heated up between Faye and me on that dance floor. What started as an innocent kiss kicked into overdrive in no time. If that couple hadn’t bumped into us, I’m sure it would have turned indecent in only a matter of moments.
I’m always in control and never caught off guard.
How could I have allowed that to happen?
It’s Faye Ames, you dipshit.
She’s always had this effect on you.
As I pull into my driveway, I’ve never been more thankful for living in this small town. It took less than seven minutes to navigate home, and from the look Faye’s giving me now, I’m not even sure we’ll make it inside.
I kill the engine as the garage door shuts behind us, then reach across and cup her cheek, pulling her in for a kiss. Now that there’s no longer an audience, I finally allow myself to get lost in her.
“Mmmm…” she groans, and it takes everything in me not to drag her across the console and onto my lap. Positioning myself into a better angle to devour her lips, the loud blaring of my horn scares the shit out of both of us.
Instantly, we jump apart.
Gasping for air, Faye places her hand on her heart as she darts her eyes around the cab.
Once she assesses the situation and realizes it was only my idiotic elbow that bumped the horn, she pats my arm and chuckles, “Wow, Rico Suave… You really know how to pull out the punches!”
“I’ll show you all the punches,” I challenge, unbuckling my seat belt and throwing open my door. “Wait there,” I instruct, exiting the cab.
The moment I open her door and reach for her hand, she takes it without hesitation. Stepping close to help her down, she somehow simultaneously turns her legs toward me and lets her body slide along mine as she exits.
Fuck. She feels good.
Her hand lingers on my chest as her heated eyes bore into mine.
Needing to taste her again, I dip my head and kiss her for all I’m worth.
We may have a past, but this side of her is new.
Gone is the shy girl I shared all my firsts with.
Faye’s all woman now.
From the way she’s pressing her body against mine, I’m certain she knows exactly what she wants—and I’ll eagerly comply.
When her fingertips dig into the hair at the base of my neck, I groan deeply.
I want to taste her—everywhere.
“Damn, Faye…” Kiss. “You…” Kiss. “Taste… incredible,” I pant, trailing kisses to that sensitive spot just under her ear that used to drive her wild.
Fuck, Faye doesn’t disappoint.
The soft hitches in her breath, the tiny moans that escape, and the way her nails dig into my back only turn me on further.
I’m suddenly consumed with the combination of vanilla, lavender, and something entirely her. My body strums to life, and I can’t wait to see what else turns this sexy vixen on.
Tilting her head back to get a better angle, I slip a thigh between her legs and pull her up my body.
Just as I cup her ass and haul her up to kiss her once again, I’m vaguely aware of a loud click, and the garage goes pitch dark.
I don’t need lights to enjoy this beautiful woman before me, but apparently, Faye notices and immediately breaks our connection.
Suddenly, her beautiful laugh fills the room. “We certainly know how to get carried away.”
“You won’t hear me complaining,” I tease, taking her hand and leading her through the darkness.
“Come on. Let’s get inside. It’s been a while, and as much as I don’t mind kissing you in the dark, I’d prefer seeing that beautiful face and sexy body of yours.”
Shaking her head, she grins widely. “You always were quite the charmer.”
The moment we step away from my truck, the motion sensor I have must trip, and a bright light illuminates the room. In a few short steps, we enter the mudroom.
Faye gasps as she looks around at the upgrades I’ve made.
“Wow, if this is what your mudroom looks like, I can’t wait to see the rest of your house. God knows, I’ve spent enough time these past few days wondering what you’ve done to the place.”
As I watch her take in the room, I try to see it from her eyes.
Sure, I’ve created a nook along one side of the room for each of my grandkids to put their backpacks, coats, and shoes when they visit.
There’s a bench to sit on in the corner, and my washer and dryer, as well as a few cabinets for storage, line the other wall.
But it was necessary to keep the chaos at bay.
Kids come with a lot of crap, and unless I wanted it spread throughout my house, I needed to create a home for it.
“I’m slowly making progress,” I admit, stepping closer to Faye. Leaning in, I quickly kiss that shocked expression off her lips. When I pull back, her eyes shine with mirth.
“I’d be happy to show you around,” I offer with a shrug. I’ve still got a lot to do, but if she’s impressed by this, I’m certain she’ll love the rest of my plans.
Winking, she runs a finger along my sternum and smiles seductively.
This knowing look has all parts of me rising to attention.
“If anyone asks, we’re gonna pretend I took the whole tour. But for now, I only care about touring one particular location.”
“What’s that?” I ask, cocking my head to the side to read her better.
I’ll admit, my curiosity is piqued. I can usually judge things from a mile away, but this is Faye. She’s bound to keep me on my toes.
“Your bedroom,” she whispers, pulling my neck down to close the distance between us.
God, this woman is perfect.
Leaning in, I brush my lips against hers. “I think I can make that happen.”
The second our lips touch, her guttural moan tells me all I need to know.
Faye and I are exactly on the same page.