Gasping for air, Faye places her hand on her heart as she darts her eyes around the cab.
Once she assesses the situation and realizes it was only my idiotic elbow that bumped the horn, she pats my arm and chuckles, “Wow, Rico Suave… You really know how to pull out the punches!”
“I’ll show you all the punches,” I challenge, unbuckling my seat belt and throwing open my door. “Wait there,” I instruct, exiting the cab.
The moment I open her door and reach for her hand, she takes it without hesitation. Stepping close to help her down, she somehow simultaneously turns her legs toward me and lets her body slide along mine as she exits.
Fuck. She feels good.
Her hand lingers on my chest as her heated eyes bore into mine.
Needing to taste her again, I dip my head and kiss her for all I’m worth.
We may have a past, but this side of her is new.
Gone is the shy girl I shared all my firsts with.
Faye’s all woman now.
From the way she’s pressing her body against mine, I’m certain she knows exactly what she wants—and I’ll eagerly comply.
When her fingertips dig into the hair at the base of my neck, I groan deeply.
I want to taste her—everywhere.
“Damn, Faye…” Kiss. “You…” Kiss. “Taste… incredible,” I pant, trailing kisses to that sensitive spot just under her ear that used to drive her wild.
Fuck, Faye doesn’t disappoint.
The soft hitches in her breath, the tiny moans that escape, and the way her nails dig into my back only turn me on further.
I’m suddenly consumed with the combination of vanilla, lavender, and something entirely her. My body strums to life, and I can’t wait to see what else turns this sexy vixen on.
Tilting her head back to get a better angle, I slip a thigh between her legs and pull her up my body.
Just as I cup her ass and haul her up to kiss her once again, I’m vaguely aware of a loud click, and the garage goes pitch dark.
I don’t need lights to enjoy this beautiful woman before me, but apparently, Faye notices and immediately breaks our connection.
Suddenly, her beautiful laugh fills the room. “We certainly know how to get carried away.”
“You won’t hear me complaining,” I tease, taking her hand and leading her through the darkness.
“Come on. Let’s get inside. It’s been a while, and as much as I don’t mind kissing you in the dark, I’d prefer seeing that beautiful face and sexy body of yours.”
Shaking her head, she grins widely. “You always were quite the charmer.”
The moment we step away from my truck, the motion sensor I have must trip, and a bright light illuminates the room. In a few short steps, we enter the mudroom.
Faye gasps as she looks around at the upgrades I’ve made.
“Wow, if this is what your mudroom looks like, I can’t wait to see the rest of your house. God knows, I’ve spent enough time these past few days wondering what you’ve done to the place.”
As I watch her take in the room, I try to see it from her eyes.
Sure, I’ve created a nook along one side of the room for each of my grandkids to put their backpacks, coats, and shoes when they visit. There’s a bench to sit on in the corner, and my washer and dryer, as well as a few cabinets for storage, line the other wall. But it was necessary to keep the chaos at bay. Kids come with a lot of crap, and unless I wanted it spread throughout my house, I needed to create a home for it.
“I’m slowly making progress,” I admit, stepping closer to Faye. Leaning in, I quickly kiss that shocked expression off her lips. When I pull back, her eyes shine with mirth.
