“I don’t know.You’ll have to ask her.”
“Maybeyoushould ask her.”
Wade pointed a finger at her.“Mind your own business, Meadows.You’re not a medical professional.You’re the help.”
Meredith bristled at the insult.
“I’m sorry,” he said, instantly contrite.“That was a shitty thing to say.”
She leaned back against the sink.“I’m okay to look at, but I’m not important enough to give advice.Is that it?”
“You’re a lot better thanokay.”
She shook her head in disgust.
“Let’s backtrack a few steps,” he said.“You brought up this subject to avoid personal questions, and because your attraction to me is making you uncomfortable.”
“My attraction to you?”she sputtered.“You’re imagining things.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Oh, are you a mind reader?”
His gaze dipped to her breasts.“I can read body language.”
She watched him close the distance between them.“Read my lips, Hendricks.I’m not—”
The words cut off as his mouth covered hers.He kissed away her protest with the same gentle firmness he’d used to massage her sore muscles.And she responded the same way, melting at the first touch.She couldn’t stop her body from straining toward him, or her lips from parting under his.He took full advantage, pressing himself against her and kissing her with a hot, open mouth.His tongue explored hers in languid strokes, as if they had all the time in the world.She braced her palms against his chest, but she didn’t push him away.He wrapped his arms around her waist.A moan emerged from her throat as she surrendered to sensation.He kept kissing her, plundering deeper.He tasted like chamomile and honey and smelled like the cedar soap from Wynona’s bathroom.
Before she knew it, her hands were threaded into his thick hair, and his were sliding under the hem of her tank top.They were right back where he’d been at the end of the massage, with his fingertips dancing over her bare skin, and her nipples standing at attention.Her breasts plumped against the hard wall of his chest, and he groaned into her mouth.
She became aware of the sink’s edge at her back, and the growing length of his erection at her front.
Meredith felt a well of panic, because this was too much, too soon.She removed her hands from his hair and braced them against his chest.He took the hint and broke the kiss, but he didn’t release her.They stayed locked together, breathing hard.
“You were saying?”he asked.
“I’m not…” She tried to put her jumbled thoughts together.“Going to sleep with you.”
“Because of your period?”
“Because it’s not a good idea.”
“I disagree.”
She gave him a light shove.He backed away from her, cursing under his breath.She was intensely aware of his aroused state, though she didn’t look down as he adjusted the waistband of his sweatpants.
“Why didn’t you encourage Stacy?”
His brow furrowed with confusion.
“You could’ve gone out with her.”
“I didn’t want her.”
“Why not?”
“Is this a serious question?”
