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While
it had happened previously at other games—it was how she
was, she always hugged after a win—he revelled in each time
she allowed this type of contact between them.
“Thank you so much for bringing me.”
“I
can’t imagine Steve here.”
“No, he prefers his basketball. But at least you have
someone to attend Spurs games with.”
“You should learn to like the sport.”
She
snorted and stepped from his arms. “Not likely, so don’t
hold your breath. Not something I enjoy watching. I’m good
for most other sports, though.”
“Let’s get something to eat.”
“Food’s on me,” she said, gesturing for him to file out
with the rest of the fans.
There was an image he could live with. Chocolate sauce,
honey, butterscotch. Oh, definitely he could see any of
those—or all—dripped all over her body as she lay there
waiting for him to lick it off every single inch…
“Great,” he managed to choke out.
He
manoeuvred her in front of him as they exited then went to
the bus stop. It was a short ride later before they were
seated at a table in a bar and grill. She had a rum and Coke
while he had another beer. Chatter was light and flowed
easily between them. He truly enjoyed spending time with
her—unusual, if he wanted to think about it. Most of the
time he hung with men, slept with women. But her, he liked
hanging with. Doesn’t stop me from wanting to sleep with
her, that’s for sure.
They were on one of the last buses as they made their way
back to their apartment. As they entered, he steered her
away from the stairs. “Let’s take the elevator.”
“I
always take the stairs,” she uttered, her words nearly
slurred.
They were both buzzed.
“Not
tonight, babe.” He pressed the button and they waited for
the car to arrive.
Facing him, Ariel licked her lips. “I may not ever have the
courage to do this again, Tuck Carter. So I’m going to do it
now.”
“What’s that?” he asked, staring down into her medium brown
eyes.
She
did it again—licked her full, plump lips—almost distracting
him. “I have to tell you something.”
The
elevator arrived and they got on. He engaged the button for
their floor. “What’d you have to tell me, Ariel?”
She
waggled her finger in his direction. “You, Tuck Carter.”
He
grinned at her. “You’ve already said that bit.”
“Oh.” Her lips pursed briefly. “Just so’s you know, I go
through so many batteries because of you, it’s not even
funny. And just once, I want to know what it’s like to kiss
you.”
Her
proclamation stunned him and he stood frozen to the spot.
Didn’t matter, Ariel was strong and jerked him to her,
plastering her lips to his. A rumble rolled up from his
chest and all sense flew out of the window as he gathered
her up in his arms and intensified the kiss. Her taste,
incredible. Her curves against him, sinful.
In
the back of his mind, he knew they’d just crossed some kind
of line. Right here, right now. He didn’t give a damn. All
that mattered was she was wrapped around him like a lover,
like she should be. He’d face the consequences later. |
