“There’s more, babe. The guys may need me out on a mission. Mainly, I’m the tech guy, but I can’t make the promise that I won’t be needed in the field. Storm has a couple of cases we’re going to discuss on Monday morning, which means I have to leave you. But I thought Wolfie could keep you company while I’m at work. What do you think?”
“I get to keep Wolfie?” she says with excitement.
“Babe, he’s my dog. But I’ll share him. He’s an excellent watchdog, and he’s very protective. He’ll be fine for a few days, but he likes his own environment. We can set you up at my house. We’ve got to get a kiln ordered and a wheel. I’ve got more space than you do. The security here is state-of-the-art, but my place is even safer, if you can imagine that. I have cameras inside and out, and you can call me anytime.”
“You want me to stay at your place? Are you sure?” Remmi asks.
“I do. I’ll feel better if you stay there. It’s secluded and hard to find unless you’re a friend and know where to go. Once you hop on the highway, it’s easy to get to where you’re going. Let’s try it and see how it goes. When I’m working, I have to concentrate on the job, and knowing you’re safe would give me peace of mind. I also don’t want to spend more time on the road when I’d rather be with you,” I explain.
“Okay, Wire.”
“I want you to call me Colton, if it feels right. The guys do it from time to time, and when they do, it reminds me of good, pure, simple times. If it feels right?—”
“You are Colton. You’re also Wire. I think that with me, you’re Colton because you give me the soft and sweet that you can’t show at work. It’s a beautiful name, and allowing me to call you by your given name is a gift that I’ll always treasure,” she replies softly, then she gently presses her lips to mine in a sweet, innocent kiss.
Chapter 6
There is More to Bull than Meets the Eye
Remmi
Wire is calling an end to our “talk” and replacing it with a full-blown make-out session. His mouth is demanding, yet sweet. Wire starts with teasing kisses, playfully nipping at my lips with his teeth. When he lowers me onto my back on the couch, never taking his mouth from mine, his kisses become more insistent, and a delicious shiver runs down my spine. A warm feeling spreads throughout my belly. When his hands move over my body, a surge of desire ignites inside me. My fingers rake through his thick hair. His curls are softer than I imagined, and I clench my fists into his strands to hold him to me.
Just when I’m hot and ready to rip off his shirt, he wrenches his mouth from mine. We’re both breathing raggedly. Wire moves his lips down over my cheek and farther down to my neck, licking and nipping. When I squirm beneath him, he growls, which is sexy as hell.
One minute, we’re all over each other, then suddenly, he’s sitting up, and Wire is pulling me up with him. I’m dazed and confused. He sees my bewilderment and says, “We need to stop.”
“Why?” I ask in frustration.
“Baby, give me a break. I’m trying to take things slow with you.” His voice is gruff.
“Maybe I don’t want to do slow,” I protest, wanting his mouth back.
“I want to take it slow. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known, but we’re building something important. I want it all with you. I want your trust, your secrets, your desires and fears, but mostly, I want your heart. Let’s take our time to get to know each other better,” he says, stroking my hair.
I’m pouting, and I know it. I’ve had countless nights where I’ve dreamed of Wire making love to me, and although I think it’s agonizing lovely that he wants to wait and build on our relationship, I want him desperately. My entire body is aching for him.
“This sucks!” I tell him, but all he does is chuckle.
“It’ll be worth it,” he says, giving me a wink. It does absolutely nothing to quench my desire. “Why don’t you get ready for bed. I’m going to make sure the house is locked up, and I’ll join you. I want to hold you in my arms all night.”
This isn’t a battle I’m going to win. Reluctantly, I get up and go to get ready for bed. Wire whistles, and immediately, Wolfie gets up and follows me into the bedroom. I quickly change into my pajamas. Wolfie is well trained, and when I sit on the edge of the bed, he puts his head in my lap for a cuddle.
“You’re a good boy,” I murmur, running my hand over his shining fur.
“Should I be jealous of my dog?” Wire sounds amused. His eyes are trained on my PJ tank top. It’s old and worn, but it’s comfy. It’s also a little tight around my boobs. The way he stares at me, I’m happy that I didn’t toss it when Mina helped me clean out the clutter in my drawers and closets.
“You had your chance,” I huff with a teasing grin. “Wolfie’s showing me a little affection, and I’m taking it.” Wolfie lifts his head and, just like that, abandons me for his daddy. “Well, really!” I exclaim.
Wire drops his doggie bed at the foot of the bed, and Wolfie climbs in. Wire bursts out laughing. “You’re priceless.” He waits for Wolfie to settle, then strips down to his boxers. I shouldn’t stare, but it’s like watching a sexy movie. Wire lifts his shirt over his head, revealing his defined abs, toned, muscular arms, and tapered waist. I can’t tear my eyes away from him.
“Remmi, keep looking at me like that, and we’re both going to need a cold shower,” he comments.
“We can take it together.” The words just slip out.
“Christ! Now I do need a cold shower. Alone.” He stalks into the bathroom, and I hear the water running. I lay my head down, listening to the sound of the water.
I must have dozed off, because the next thing I remember is being moved into Wire’s arms, my legs entangled with his, and I let out a satisfied sigh and settle back to sleep.
