"Perfect. See you then."
Walking to my truck has never been so painful. Not only is it going to be around twenty-four hours until I see my gorgeous girl again, but also my cock hasn't been this hard in years, and it's scraping against my jeans in a very uncomfortable way.
It's fine. The next six to ten hours or so will be a blur of pizza and energy drinks, and we’ll have the app online by morning. Then sleep, then I’ll get to see my baby again.
And this time, take her to my house where we can be alone for as long as we like.
6
JENNA
I’m glad Kellan double-checked that I keep my phone on silent at night. When I wake up, I see a flurry of texts sent between midnight and four in the morning.
Kellan: I miss you already. I know that's crazy, but it's true. Also, I might be on my third Red Bull.
Kellan: First draft of the app is done, and there are only four glitches!
Kellan: Down to one glitch! Woot!
Kellan: And that’s pencils down. DONE! Hopefully you can help test it over the next day or two before we roll it out to the public. I know you’re sleeping right now, but I'm still thinking about you, baby.
Kellan: PS I really like calling you baby. Hope that's OK.
Laughing with a sexy adorable mountain man is my new favorite way to start the day.
I spend the morning catching up on my photography work, and wait until around two to text back, since I figure he must be sleeping late.
Very glad the coding went well. You guys are maniacs for getting it done in one night!
He responds almost immediately.
Kellan: The app itself was no problem. It was getting the map sensitive enough to track an approximately 10-foot window.
Kellan: May I still pick you up at 10 past 4 today? We could hit the grocery store, then do dinner at my place?
Sure, sounds good.
How should I dress for a casual dinner at his house? It sounds like more of a hangout than a date. But I still want to look cute.
I end up putting my hair into a bouncy ponytail, and select a long, dark purple short sleeved dress that feels like wearing a cozy sweater, but much prettier.
At quarter to four, Kellan sends me a link to download the test app. It looks super slick for being thrown together literally overnight. At four on the nose I feed Monster, who looks personally offended that I'm not going to stand over him while he eats.
I grab my jacket and purse and step out the door just as Kellan is about to knock.
"Hey." He grins, wrapping an arm around me as if we've been together for months. This feels so right – the way we're so comfortable already and can’t get enough of each other.
He's correct: it feels like our relationship is on fast-forward. I'm also thrilled that he's using the wordrelationshipalready. I’ve read that most men are notorious for avoiding that whole topic. Kellan, however, seems like he’s been waiting for me to appear.
I wasn’t planning on staying in Old Hemlock Valley for more than a week or two, but for a gorgeous mountain man like Kellan, I can certainly change my plans. Apart from anything else, my house has recently become an uncomfortable place to live.
Kellan and I stare into each other’s eyes, reconnecting after being apart for the night, then his lips crash to mine in a kiss that consumes my entire body. Thank goodness I’m leaning on the doorframe: my knees threaten to give out as his tongue finds mine.
Every sigh I release makes him moan. Every touch of my fingers along his neck or behind his ear triggers a low grinding sound in his throat.
“Is this how to make a Wolfe growl?” I giggle.
He groans in agreement, then his warm palm works up my ribs to dip into the front of my dress. His fingers slip into my bra and flutter over my tight nipple as I gasp against his lips. Nobody driving by could ever see, with his broad back blocking us. Still, excitement floods my nervous system from his confidence and the way he takes charge.
