Chapter 18
“Are you sure you don’t want the lava stone counter tops?” Scott asked, as they looked through brochures and samples at the building supply store. “They’re thenewest craze.”
“I don’t need the newest, just something functional.” Heather had to keep smiling and shaking her head whenever he suggested something outrageously priced. Did he think she had the same budgetas her parents?
“Functional we can do,” he said, moving around the other displays of counters and fixtures. The past week had been trying and great all at the same time. Scott had wanted to stick to her like glue and at times she was more than happy to have him that close. Especially at night, when he’d wrap her in his arms then take her places that made her dreams sweet.
Other times, like today at work, she wanted to slap him silly. He’d been stopping in at lunch, insisting he know her schedule and where she was going and with whom. He’d even become good friends with Wendy so she’d let him know if anything out of the ordinary happened. Wendy had fallen right under his spell. Something about that dimple in his chin went straight to every woman’s heart. Shewasn’t immune.
“I’m getting kind of hungry,” she complained a few minutes later as they looked at yet another set of kitchen cabinets. Slipping her hand through his, she peered up at him and swiped her tongue over her bottom lip. As expected, his eyes flared as he leaned down to kiss her. She liked this part of being close to him. In the past week kissing had become a common occurrence.
“Did you want to stop someplace? I’m not exactly dressed for anywhere fancy.”
He wore her favorite outfit. The work pants and snug T-shirt. She looked down at her own shorts and tank top and frowned.
“Do I look like I’m dressed for a nice restaurant?”
“Princess, you look good wearing anything.” Leaning down, he whispered, “And even better wearing nothing.”
“Well, if you bring me home, we can get some food then see about that wearingnothingpart.”
“Done.”
It didn’t take long to get home and they both worked side by side to get dinner ready. She stirred the roasted potatoes again and stuck them back in the oven and then went to the balcony to see how the grilled chicken was coming along.
“About fifteen more minutes. I’m cooking it on low so it doesn’t blacken.” After turning the meat, he slid his arms around her where she stoodat the railing.
“Thank you, Scott.”
“For the chicken? You marinated it. I’m simply giving it heat.”
Leaning back against him she said, “No, for everything you’ve done this past week. Allowing me to stay here. Sifting through dozens of house plans to help me pick one out. Going with me to all the stores trying to figure out what kind of fixtures and flooring I want even though I know we’re nowhere near ready to use them.”
“It’s been my pleasure having you here. I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t mean it.”
“Your pleasure, huh? I’ve gotten some good pleasure from it too.” Wiggling her behind against his crotch, she felt him harden.
“You little tease. We don’t have enough time right nowfor anything.”
She tipped her head to glance at him. “You said we had fifteen minutes. What’s the matter, you aren’t up for that kindof challenge?”
“Challenge? I’ve got to keep an eye on the meat.”
“Your balcony is private and it overlooks the back woods.”
His hands drifted to her waist then up to caress her breasts through the thin top she wore. Lowering his head, he nipped at her shoulder then nibbled on the back of her neck. Damn, he always knew that one spot that sent shivers down her spine and heat rushing between her legs. Lightly pinching her nipple with one hand, the other slid inside her shorts to tease her.Holy shit, he knew where to touch.It didn’t take long before her breathing was heavy and she squirmed against him, needing more.
“Challenging enough foryou, princess?”
“Oh, God,Scott. Please.”
A zipper sounded and air rushed past her ass as he lowered her shorts and fingered her again. His erection pressed against her cheeks and she bent over to rest her headon the railing.
“That’s an invitation if I ever saw one,” he groaned, then thrust into her from behind. Damn, that was amazing. It hit the most intimate of spots. Then he began to move in and out and her mind exploded with colors and patterns as the intensity began to build. The hands gripping her hips were firm but gentle and his heavy breathing behind her told her hewas close too.
As he thrust in and pulled out, he nibbled on her shoulder, biting softly, escalating her desire and need. His touch, his presence was all she’d ever wanted and needed. Why hadn’t she seen it earlier?
“Time to let go, your highness,” he said, fondling the folds between her legs. She spiraled out of control and pushed against him. He kissed her shoulder then stiffened, still holding her close. After a few moments he eased away, pulling their clothesback in place.
