“What?”Trent laughed in mock horror.“I even came bearing gifts.”
Harper dropped to the floor as he let go and presented her with the bag he was still holding.
Harper cautiously put her hand into the bag and shifted the tissue paper covering her gift.
The black-and-white polka dots were a dead giveaway as she pulled out the tiniest string bikini she had ever seen.
“Hope it fits because I’m not going to be able to return it anytime soon.”
Harper ran the small ties through her fingers.It was beautiful, but she’d never worn a swimsuit so tiny.
“It’s a bit… well, small, isn’t it?”Harper felt her cheeks go red.
“Yep.”Trent leaned down to kiss her slowly again, gently tugging at her lower lip with his teeth before pulling away.“And I think you’ll look sexy as hell in it.”He pulled her tightly against him by the waist of her apron, and she could feel, from the erection pressing against her stomach, just how hot he thought she was going to be in it.
“Thank you,” Harper spluttered.If spontaneous human combustion really did happen, she was likely very close.As he kissed her again, Harper felt all the pieces tumble together.Her heart burst with the knowledge that she had fallen in love with him, despite her best intentions.That even with all the horrible things going on around her, he had become her rock.
“Go.Go home.”
Drea broke through Harper’s daze.Pulling away from Trent slightly—not that she could get very far with the grip he had around her waist—she turned to look at her best friend.
“Seriously, go!I’ll cover for you.You only had an hour left anyway.”
“Thanks, Drea.”Harper pushed away Trent’s hands and laughed as he harrumphed at her escape.“I’ll just get my things.”
“My place or yours?”Trent asked as he leaned forward to start the car.
“I’m easy.If you missed your place after being away we can go there, or you can come to my place because I have food.”
“I’m starving… so yours it is.”
The drive home felt painfully slow even though Trent broke just about every conceivable speed limit.His hand barely left her thigh, stroking smooth circles with his thumb.
Trent pushed her through the door of her apartment, dropping his bags on the floor with a loud thunk before he reached for her.
Hands pushed up her blouse and pulled it up over her head before she could make it out of the entrance hallway.
“Thought you were hungry!”she exclaimed between kisses.
“I am… can’t you tell?”Pulling against the waist of her shorts, he ripped the button and zipper apart before dragging them down her legs.Every part of her was alive with excitement as he reached for her and pulled her hard against him.
“I missed you, sweetheart,” he groaned before crushing his lips against hers.
Harper reached between them and lifted his T-shirt over his broad shoulders.She needed this.Needed to get out of her own head for a little while.Would she ever get enough of the sight of him naked?She dragged her nails softly down his chest, scraping across the tight buds of his nipple, laughing at the heartfelt groan that escaped from his lips.
Trent picked her up, pulling her tight against his chest as he carried her into her bedroom.Thank goodness she’d made her bed before she’d left for her shift.
Laying her down on the soft comforter, Trent removed the rest of her clothes before giving her a knowing smile.
He lifted her pillow and pulled out his Tool T-shirt.
“I dreamed about you in this shirt,” he said softly.“I might have been hammered, but holy shit, you’re hot on the phone, darlin’.”
***
Trent pulled his T-shirt over her head.It was a shame to cover up such beautiful breasts, but he wanted to see how she looked versus how he’d imagined her.
Harper lay back on the bed, legs slightly spread, the hem of the T-shirt covering what he needed to see.
