I huffed out a laugh. “That sounds crazy, Bolo. Who lives like that?”
“We do,” he replied. “Just…give it a chance. That’s all I’m asking.”
He didn’t need to say the other thing he was asking for. To give him a chance, too.
God, I wanted to. “I’m…sort of a cautious person, Bolo.”
“Yeah. I noticed.”
“I really need to think this over. Like how will this affect my family? My work? Our baby?”
“I understand. I’m not saying you have to decide right now. Just asking that you don’t run from me.”
For some reason I had a feeling if I did run he wouldn’t be far behind me. “Just give me some time.”
He nodded. “That’s not a problem.” His eyes dropped down to my lips.
Sucking in a breath, I swallowed hard as he leaned toward me. He wiped his hands on his jeans, then cupped my face, making sure I didn’t move away. That wasn’t about to happen. His kisses were…disorienting. Drugging. Delicious. I wanted more of them.
This attraction I felt for him was part of the reason I hadn’t kicked him out on his ass. Because I hadn’t been lying. Thiswascrazy. My life was boring. I was just a regular person. Exciting things didn’t happen to me. At least, they hadn’t until this biker had barreled his way into my life.
Now I was pregnant. Dealing with an attraction that made me want to rip his clothes off every time he was near, and oh yeah, he just so happened to moonlight as some kind of superhero type in his off time. Watching over the city like he was Batman or something. It was…preposterous.
His lips moved over mine and I moaned, leaning further into the kiss. And yet, I didn’t seem to care enough about all that. The time and attention he was giving to me was addicting. He was addicting. I only wanted more. I had a feeling this was all going to come back and bite me in the ass, hard, but I just couldn’t bring myself to care.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I deepened the kiss, trying to chase away all thoughts. There’d be enough time later tonight—when I was alone in bed—to over-analyze the hell out of the situation. For now, I wanted to drown in him. I shifted, gasping into his mouth as my butt rubbed over his hard-on.
He made this sound, deep in his chest. It was all rumbly and sexy.
I may have wiggled again, just so I could hear it a second time.
He broke off the kiss, trailing lips and teeth over the column of my neck. “You’re going to fucking kill me, Devyn.”
I couldn’t help the smile that tugged at my lips. I liked knowing he wanted me as much as I wanted him. He was being patient. A complete gentleman… Okay that was going a bit far with it. But he was letting me call the shots as far as when we landed back in bed. And I knew I wasn’t exactly ready yet. But that didn’t mean that this didn’t feel good. That I didn’t want it. This made me feel closer to him.
Pulling back, I smiled down at him. He was watching me like a predator watched prey. “Sorry. Wouldn’t want to do that.”
“In the best way,” he amended. “Forget I said anything. It was fucking stupid.”
I laughed. “Why don’t you finish your sandwich. I’m going to go wash my face.” I could still smell the remnants of the mayo and my stomach was starting to cramp.
He arched a brow. “You’re not kicking me out on my ass?”
I copied the gesture. “Should I?”
He grinned and it kept getting wider. “Probably. But fuck no, I don’t want you to.” That predator smile was still fixed firmly on his handsome face. “Besides, if you do, I’ll probably just kick down the door.”
I gulped. Now I was tempted to throw him out, just to see if he would.
Shaking my head at him, I turned and walked back to my bathroom. He was honest. And I liked that. A lot. It went a long way with me. I wasn’t sure this was what my sister had meant by giving him a shot. Or if she’d still say that after hearing what he’d just told me, but I was going to follow her advice anyway. Probably.
Definitely.
CHAPTER 14
Devyn
The next morning, I absentmindedly picked up the phone on my desk as it rang. “Fire Inspector Bell, Cholla Grove Fire Department.”
