“Wher—”
I rip the ice cream out of her hand.
“What are you doing!?”
“Let’s go.”As I stalk off up the beach, she follows me.
“Liam!What the hell?”
Tossing both our ice creams into the trash can, I turn and glare down at her.She crashes into me, forcing me to grab her hips and steady her.
“Excuse me, Jekyll and Hyde, I wasn’t finished that.”
“Do you think you’re funny?”
Her brows lift slowly.“Today or...which day?”
I swear I’m about to lose control.I don’t know if I want to kiss her so hard it wakes her up or toss her over my shoulder.
I’m about to find out.
Leaning down, I get real close to her face.“No panties?Really, Jessie.”
She blushes, guilty as charged.
“You said—”
Un-fucking-believable.
“I said NO panties visible in the kitchen.Covered—”
“Actually, you didn’t.”She lifts a shoulder, thinking she’s won.
She hasn’t.
Not even close.
I straighten to my full height, my hands gripping her hips tighter.
“Whatever you think is going to happen here isn’t.So, get that out of your head right now.”
Jessie glances at my hands, then lifts her gaze to me in question.
Fuck.
I let go and take a step back, just as my phone rings.I pull it out of my pocket, holding her gaze.
“Captain Rutherford.”
Jessie swallows and her eyes dilate, which any man knows is a sign a woman is getting wet.
No panties.
Jesus, is she dripping right now?For my cock?
Goddamn it.
This is going to be a long fucking two weeks.
