Billy nipped her earlobe, making her gasp.“Minx.”
She tugged him down with her when he laid her on the bed.With a quick move, she wrestled him until she was on top.
“I like that description,” she said as she slid her hand under his T-shirt.She grinned devilishly.“It has an ‘x’.”
He pulled her down for a hard kiss.With the way she was straddling him, he wasn’t going to last long.He caught the zipper of her jacket.He wanted skin.He wanted nothing between them.No lies, secrets, or heartache.
The zipper let loose, and he pushed the leather jacket off.
“Whoa,” he said on an exhale.
He stopped, his hands freezing on her shoulders.Red satin gleamed up at him.Red satin and daring lace.
He groaned.“Is that what I think it is?”
“I wasn’t coming here unarmed.”She petted his chest, dropping forward so he could see every inch of her curves.The bustier was a marvel of lingerie technology.How it managed to support and shape while barely covering her was a mystery.
One that made Billy’s breaths go short and tingles grip the base of his spine.
“It was my backup plan,” she said in all seriousness.
“Good one.”He cupped her right breast, plumping it so her nipple peeked through the lace.He tweaked the delicate flesh with his thumb but swore when she squirmed.“But unnecessary.”
Grabbing control, he flipped her onto her back.His fingers went to the zipper of her jeans as she fought with his clothes.
“One more fantasy?”he asked.
She let one eyebrow lift.
He grinned down at her.“Leave the boots on, too.”
Chapter Fourteen
“That was a short trip,” Skeeter said as he wandered up to the bar.It was a Sunday evening at The Ruckus, and the door was slow.The news frenzy over the billboard had faded now that it was gone.“I didn’t expect you two back so soon.”
“I just had to put in my notice and pack my things.”Billy moved a chair, as instructed.“I don’t have much.”
Roxie grasped one side of a table and nodded for him to catch the other.“Let’s put it over there, up against the one in front of the jukebox.”
“Are you back to stay?”the bouncer asked.
“I am.”
“Good.”Skeeter gave his friend a hearty wallop on the back.“I won’t have to spend so much time keeping your girl out of trouble.”
“Are you sure about that?”Roxie gave her lover an intimate wink.“He thinks it’s part of my charm.”
They’d been making a lot of “trouble” over the past few days.Once they’d talked everything out, all the stress and angst had fallen away.Roxie hadn’t realized how much things had been wearing on her.They’d had an impromptu vacation as they’d packed and driven halfway across the country.It had made her realize that worry and regret had no place in her life.It was time to get back to doing what she did best—having fun.
That was why she was so looking forward to tonight.
She counted the seats.“That looks like enough.”
Together, they rearranged chairs.She tossed coasters like cards from a deck and made sure there were enough napkins and salt and pepper shakers.Satisfied, she returned behind the bar to check the ice and other supplies.
“Something going on tonight?”Roux asked.He was sitting at his spot at the end of the bar, quietly doodling on a napkin.
“Just having a little get-together.”
