“I ate plenty.”
Head tossed back, she laughed, her eyes sparkling when they met mine. She leaned over the center console until her lips were close enough that I could taste her minty-fresh breath on my tongue. “And I loved every second of it.”
Then she kissed me, tentatively sliding her tongue against my bottom lip, but that wasn’t nearly enough for me. I dropped her hand and gripped her neck instead, pulling her closer. I might’ve been inside her not even an hour before, but I couldn’t get enough of this woman. Wasn’t sure I ever would. If all this equipment weren’t in the way, I also wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have dragged her into my seat, slipped under that flirty little skirt, and tugged her panties aside.
I pulled back, my brows drawn as I glanced down at the wisp of material falling to mid-thigh. “You’d better fucking have panties on under that.”
She pulled away with a smirk, then stepped out of the car without answering, her skirt fluttering in the breeze as she went.
I fumbled with the door handle, then my phone and keys, until finally, I clambered out of the car. “Luna, I’m serious.”
“Uh-oh… I’ve activated your scary sheriff voice. I’m really in for it now, aren’t I?”
“Lawbreaker, I swear to God, if you’re not—”
She cut me off with a laugh, then walked inside the diner as if I wasn’t about to lose my shit out here.
I stormed in to find my entire family scattered around the space. Aiden and Addison sat at a table in the center, Beck stood behind the counter with Ford on one of the barstools, and Levi sat at a table in the back, by himself, looking pissed as hell that he had to be here today. And Luna? Luna slid onto a barstool next to Ford and turned to face the rest of the family, smirk in place, her legs crossed and taunting me.
I slid onto the stool next to hers, my jaw tense and shoulders tenser as I tried in vain to see through what she was wearing to find out if she was fucking with me. Logically, I knew she was. Probably. But logic didn’t have a place when it came to Luna. I was illogically in love with a woman who enjoyed tormenting me on a daily basis, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“I think we’d better get you that massage, Sheriff,” she whispered in my ear. “You’re looking a little…stiff.”
Before I could respond, Addison clapped her hands—actually clapped her hands—to get everyone’s attention. “Let’s get started, shall we? This layout’s not ideal, but it will have to do.”
“How about those muffins you demolished like they owed you money?” Beck asked dryly. “Were they ideal?”
Ford chuckled. “Mine were delicious, thanks for asking.”
“Can we get on with this?” Levi said. “If I have to be here, I’d like it to last as little time as possible.”
Addison just rolled her eyes but opened her mouth to speak before an incoming text cut her off. She pulled out her phone, thumbs tapping wildly, as we all sat and waited.
“Jesus Christ, Addison,” Levi snapped. “If all the meetings are going to be like this, I’m sending my shit in via email.”
“Have a muffin and shut up,” Addison grumbled. “It’s from Harper.”
All eyes landed on Levi, save for Addison’s, and I studied him carefully, waiting for a response. The only sign of his irritation, though, was a tick of his jaw. That man was more closed than a book.
“They already approved the article,” Aiden said, sipping his coffee. “No take backs.”
“She’s not taking it back.” Addison finally set her phone down and lifted her gaze to everyone. “She just wanted to check and see if bookings were still up thanks to Luna’s TikTok debut.”
Luna grinned, and I propped my arm on the counter behind us, my hand splayed on her back. I hated that the whole situation had come to that, but I couldn’t deny what her being her true self and speaking out had done for the resort, for the family…and for the two of us.
“Which, by the way,” Addison continued, “they are. We’re officially booked out through June. And in case anyone hasn’t been paying attention, that hasn’t happened in years.”
“Yes, yes, it’s very exciting.” Beck gestured to the spread. “As you can see, I prepared.”
“Oh, you knew this was going to happen, did you?” Addison said.
“Had a feeling, yeah. I also have a feeling Luna’s going to want this”—he slid a glass with green toilet water toward her—“and Everly is going to be here in about thirty seconds for her morning pick-me-up.” He grabbed a to-go cup and poured coffee into it, then set to fixing it how she liked.
“You’re psychic now, huh?” Ford said. “Can I get some of that crystal-ball goodness? Any chances I’ll be spending this weekend with somecompany?”
Aiden snorted. “I don’t need a crystal ball to tell me the answer to that.”
“Yeah, but if—”
