Page 45 of Wild Wind


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And there was an all-weather mat that saidHolaonhis side, and upside down on top of that (so if he was coming from the otherdirection), it readSayonara.

The area was clean.It was nice.It wasstylin’.

It was Archie.

He jogged up the steps and found himself in a hall that leddown the middle of the building.

Her door was to the back of the building, on the left.

He barely knocked before it was opened.

And then he was knocked out.

Archie had on a Chinese embroidered, pink miniskirt and acreamy blouse that had a high neck and ruffles down the front, no sleeves.There was a hidden slit coming down from the throat that he knew, withmovement, would hint at the goodness underneath.Rounding this out were hervibrant green pumps.

Her makeup was dark and smoky around her eyes, just the topof her hair was pulled back in a spiky mess at the back of her head.

And she smelled like Archie.

He’d changed into a dark blue button down and nicer jeans.

And before he could tell her how gorgeous she was, her fistwas in his shirt, she’d hauled him in, slammed the door, lifted her other hand,caught him by the back of his head, and pulled his mouth down to hers.

Her lips were soft and cushiony, but he didn’t get to enjoythem long before her tongue spiked into his mouth and took all of hisattention.

Fuckingfuck.

She tasted as dark and smoky as her eyes and he liked thattaste so much, he couldn’t stop himself from rotating her, shoving up againsther at the door, going for her ass with one hand and bunching her hair againstthe back of her head in the other to give himself something while he let herhave her way with his mouth.

She broke their kiss by sliding her tongue out and nippinghis lower lip with her teeth, so he lifted his head and stared up close intoher gorgeous eyes.

“Hey,” she said.

The word waskindabreathy, butmostly it was just cool, confident and Archie.

“Hey,” he replied.

“So I decided I didn’twannasitdown with your ex for dinner without knowing what you taste like,” she shared.“Hope that’s cool.”

“Youwannamemorize it?”heoffered.“’Cause, if you do, I’m totally down withthat.”

She grinned at him.

Then she said, “You still got a handful of my ass,boyfriend.”

He started to slide his hand up at the same time apologize.

She stopped him by saying, “Just making an observation, noneed to react.”

Jag chuckled, but in the middle of it, he suddenly stoppedbecause what he said next was serious.

“You look gorgeous, Archie.”

Her fingers in his shirt went up to brush along his jaw, andshe whispered, “Thanks.”

“But even if the world deserves to see you in that getup, Igottaadmit, I got no motivation to go to dinner now.”

She smiled and shared, “No pressure, but myfourteen-year-old self, and fifteen, not to mention sixteen, seventeen, you getthe picture, up until just now fantasized a lot about what it’d be like to kissyou.”