“It’s looking good,” Flynn said, eyeing the car. “A little flamboyant for my tastes, but…”
“Yeah, well, you don’t need a car to turn heads.”
He grinned, eyes sparkling. “No?”
I checked the wall clock, a rusty-looking gear with a clock face inside. It was past quitting time.
“Sorry. Didn’t realize it was so late.”
I started putting away equipment, and Flynn joined me.
“You were in the zone.”
“My bad. I get focused, and the world disappears.”
He chuckled. “You love this shit, so it’s a forgivable offense. Gotta say, watching you do your thing is hot.”
I turned my head a fraction, just in time to get a searing kiss. Flynn gripped my face in two large hands and swept his tongue inside.
He was more aggressive than he’d been when we first got together. There was a confidence in him that had developed with time that was sexy as hell. Once Flynn gave himself permission to have everything he wanted, he had stopped holding back.
He grabbed my hips and pushed me backward.
I tore my mouth free. “Not the car!”
“Shit,” he rumbled, yanking me in tight against his hard body to avoid ruining the paint job I’d just done.
I laughed as he crushed me into his pecs.
“Sorry. Got carried away.”
I peeked up at him. “You can carry me away anytime.”
“Hold that thought. First, we have dinner with your brothers.”
I groaned. “Boner killer.”
He pulled back, taking my hand to tug me along after him. “Let’s pick this up again later.”
“You can pick me up again later,” I teased.
“I see what you did there,” he said. “You know I never object to fucking you against a wall. Or over a table. Or hell, we could get creative and use the bed.”
I paused to lock up. “You innovator! Never would have thought of that one.”
“Mm,” he said. “Of course, we could come back to the shop when it’s closed…”
I glanced over. “Yeah? You got a mechanic fantasy or something?
“I’ve got a Bailey fantasy.”
I smirked. “That’s a given. You can’t keep your hands off my ass.”
He swatted my ass, which was half the reason I’d said it. “Brat. I seem to remember indulging your college dorm fantasy.”
“Fair,” I said with a chuckle. “Okay, Flynn. You know I’d never deny you. Fuck me in the shop. Justnevertell my brothers.”
“Got it.”
