“Sure, I’m from Colorado, and we take a loose interpretation of the Constitution when we’re not smoking pot.” Zac wouldn’t hesitate to make jokes about his home state now that he had been transplanted to Ohio for emergency medicine residency.
“That part is the introduction. It’s not actually law. The same way the Declaration of Independence isn’t a law. It’s an essay in a letter.” She was obviously a lawyer.
“Guess I should have paid a lot more attention in high school civics class. You might be smarter than me.”
“If I’m smarter than you, I’m rather concerned about the emergency rooms in our city.” She glanced down at his hand almost atop of hers.
“I do know a lot about the human body. You can test my knowledge at any point. I’m easy like that.” Zac gave her his best grin.
“Are you? How easy?” Now her hand was on his.
“Pretty easy.” Zac’s smile didn’t falter.
“How reassuring,” she said sarcastically and waved down the waitress who had arrived with their food. “Can you box everything up? We’re going.”
“We are?” He wasn’t sure he’d heard that right, but her knee bumping into his wasn’t a mistake.
She whipped out a platinum card to pay. “We are. You said you were easy.”
Ms. Heels had caught him off guard. “I’m usually not that easy.”
“We can talk about it over breakfast at my place. You aren’t the only one who’s been watching for a month.”
“Guess we’re not watching anymore.” Zac’s heart sped up and pupils dilated as the primal urge to carry her off over his shoulder made itself known.
She jotted info on her napkin. “Here’s my number and my address—just in case you get lost, because you don’t act that smart.”
The waitress handed them bags of food and coffee, which Zac automatically picked up and followed her out to her car. They stopped by a deep purple late model Mustang.
“Those are mine.” She took her coffee and omelet.
“Let me help you.” He took the bags, set them down, and pulled her toward him. Her ample curves brushed his chest, and they shared a solid kiss.
Zac reassessed because he’d under describe the kiss. It wasn’t solid. It was scorching, and raised his temperature so much he might have had a fever. They could catch fire in the parking lot. He’d have kept kissing her, but her warm hand was under his shirt.
Now he was thankful that he kept up his snowboard training because he tightened his abs for her questing hand. That wasn’t the only hard part of him. Just to prove that, he gripped her butt, pushing her backward, loving how her body softened into him.
Sexy, heels, and melting with passion. Better than anything on the menu.
Somehow, she ended up straddling him and sitting on the hood of her car. Zac caught his breath. “Crap. We’d better stop now or we’re getting arrested at the Denny’s.”
She licked her mussed lipstick. “You have to be actually naked for public indecency. And you usually get a ticket.”
“Whose name will be on the ticket if I get you naked right here?”
“Danika.” She hopped off the hood of her car, grabbed the food, and strapped in. “Better keep up.”
“Not a problem, Danika.”
CHAPTER2
They made it through her front door with a bang, picking up where they left off in the parking lot. Their lips met and their tongues danced while their hands scrambled at each other’s clothes.
He said between kisses, “I parked out front.”
“Sounds fine,” Danika said quickly. “Single?”
“Yes, you?” She kissed him again for his answer.
