“Necessary until tomorrow, Baby Cakes. “They have to rest up and then go get debriefed. We don’t. We just continue love-nesting.”
Sugar made a moue. “I might ask her to stay longer so we can go leather and shoe shopping. Girl’s got might expensive taste. That outfit’s worth several thousand.”
“Okay, she’s banned from our house.”
Sugar laughed. “Not if you want to keep Rookie. I think he found his girl.”
Jared grinned back, remembering that kiss he witnessed. “Yeah.”
* * *
“Okay, Rule #115,” Walker said, his voice husky. He finally have all the time he wanted to see Nadia Kincaid in all her naked glory. Damn, but the woman is fine. “You do not. Do. Not. Call me Honey Bun Bun in front of my boss and his wife. Sugar will never let that go.”
“She sounds like someone I could get along with,” Nadia said, walking toward him as she flung her panties over her shoulder.
“Too well,” he said, distracted by the sight of her.
The curve of her breasts, the soft lines of her hips, the shapely legs wearing still wearing those fuck-me heels. He could not help wondering if he was dreaming.
“Come here,” he said.
She did so and pulled his head down. He crushed her lips with his, wanting her, needing her. He gathered her in his arms, holding her close. Her sweet scent was intoxicating, like the woman herself, and he kissed her harder. She responded passionately, freely. There was something totally uninhibited about Nadia that he loved. She accepted everything and gave everything. They were both breathless when he released her lips.
“All these rules,” she murmured, one finger tracing his lips. “Does any one of them include me in your life?”
Walker smiled. “There are no rules for you,” he said simply. “Just be you. Be with me. I’ve fallen so hard and so fast for you and I want to take time to love you.”
Nadia’s answering smile glowed like the brilliant moon outside their window. “Who knew my sexy beast is such a sweet talker?” She asked. Her hand moved lower and took hold of his. “You got me right from the start. Almost made me really want to marry you and work on competing with your boss with Baby Bun Bun.”
They both laughed.
“No, you aren’t telling Sugar that either.”
“You said no rules!”
“Well, there’s one. No telling Sugar that!”
“That’s so—mmmph!”
Redo. Rule #1, never argue with a naked woman. Just kiss her.
