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that.
“And, if I find out you called McNulty behind my back, I will make you regret it.”
“Noted.” It didn’t mean he wouldn’t check it out though. He’d make sure McNulty didn’t tell Tia. “So, what are you doing tonight?”
“Going home, then going to bed. I have a day of shopping ahead of me.”
“Hmm.”
Then, without giving her any warning, he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. He’d learned the only way to get a chance for a kiss from Tia was to be quick and sneaky.
He kissed her hard and fast, delving into her mouth. It had been difficult keeping his hands off her the last few days, but he had promised to give her space. Yet, just that little taste had his baser instincts clawing to be let loose. Because of that, he slowly released her. Her irritated moan was music to his ears.
She opened her eyes, and he saw that she was as dazed as he was. His blood was humming, and there was a good chance the imprint of his zipper would be on his dick. The woman was killing him.
“What was that for?”
“For a little while.”
She shook her head and turned to leave, but he caught her hand.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“Why don’t you come by tomorrow when you’re done?”
She frowned as she thought about it. He didn’t know if she was annoyed and trying to get out of it, or if she was annoyed because she wanted to see him as much as he wanted to see her. He was hoping for the latter.
“I’ll let you know.”
He pushed back the frustration. He had only just realized how much he wanted her—and that she wanted him too—less than a week ago. Remembering that he told her he would be patient, or try to at least, didn’t quench the hunger he had for her.
“Come on, Tia, I promise not to bite. Well, not that it would really hurt, and you like that kind of thing.”
Her mouth twitched. “No. I just don’t know how long it is going to take tomorrow, and I really want to make sure I am in the right mood.”
She did have her moods, and he had been the subject of many of the bad ones.
“Okay. But if I don’t hear from you by six, I’ll be calling you.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
She walked off to her truck, and he watched her as she did. He realized at that moment how many times he had done just this. That it gave him comfort. It was part of the ritual for the end of the day. It wasn’t until that moment that he understood how essential it was to his routine. Carlos wasn’t too sure that either one of them were ready for that to be voiced out loud though. Saying it in the open would make it too real.
“Be careful,” he said before he could help himself.
She glanced back over her shoulder. The smile she shot him had his blood heating. That was expected. What he didn’t prepare for was the way his heart melted at the sight.
“I always am.”
Then, she climbed into her truck and headed off. Carlos knew that parting shot was about more than her drive home. He didn’t blame her for that, but it wasn’t going to make her night any easier.
It also meant he was heading to taking another damned cold shower.
* * *
T he next morning , Tia was already late when she hurried out her front door. Carlos had told tales of his mother, and Tia didn’t want to get on her bad side.
She wasn’t paying attention to where she was going, so when she ran into something large and human, she gasped. When she looked up, she realized it was Chet Miller, an old friend of her brother’s.
“Hey, Chet. How are you doing?” she asked.
“I thought we could have a little chat.”
She sighed. “Sorry. I’m meeting a...friend in Tucson. And I’m already late.”
“Um, how about dinner next Saturday? And don’t tell me you can’t because of work.”
He gave her what she was sure he thought of as his best smile. She frowned. It irritated her that he seemed to think she should drop everything to spend time with him. Men like Chet always thought anything else could wait until they got the attention they
“And, if I find out you called McNulty behind my back, I will make you regret it.”
“Noted.” It didn’t mean he wouldn’t check it out though. He’d make sure McNulty didn’t tell Tia. “So, what are you doing tonight?”
“Going home, then going to bed. I have a day of shopping ahead of me.”
“Hmm.”
Then, without giving her any warning, he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. He’d learned the only way to get a chance for a kiss from Tia was to be quick and sneaky.
He kissed her hard and fast, delving into her mouth. It had been difficult keeping his hands off her the last few days, but he had promised to give her space. Yet, just that little taste had his baser instincts clawing to be let loose. Because of that, he slowly released her. Her irritated moan was music to his ears.
She opened her eyes, and he saw that she was as dazed as he was. His blood was humming, and there was a good chance the imprint of his zipper would be on his dick. The woman was killing him.
“What was that for?”
“For a little while.”
She shook her head and turned to leave, but he caught her hand.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“Why don’t you come by tomorrow when you’re done?”
She frowned as she thought about it. He didn’t know if she was annoyed and trying to get out of it, or if she was annoyed because she wanted to see him as much as he wanted to see her. He was hoping for the latter.
“I’ll let you know.”
He pushed back the frustration. He had only just realized how much he wanted her—and that she wanted him too—less than a week ago. Remembering that he told her he would be patient, or try to at least, didn’t quench the hunger he had for her.
“Come on, Tia, I promise not to bite. Well, not that it would really hurt, and you like that kind of thing.”
Her mouth twitched. “No. I just don’t know how long it is going to take tomorrow, and I really want to make sure I am in the right mood.”
She did have her moods, and he had been the subject of many of the bad ones.
“Okay. But if I don’t hear from you by six, I’ll be calling you.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
She walked off to her truck, and he watched her as she did. He realized at that moment how many times he had done just this. That it gave him comfort. It was part of the ritual for the end of the day. It wasn’t until that moment that he understood how essential it was to his routine. Carlos wasn’t too sure that either one of them were ready for that to be voiced out loud though. Saying it in the open would make it too real.
“Be careful,” he said before he could help himself.
She glanced back over her shoulder. The smile she shot him had his blood heating. That was expected. What he didn’t prepare for was the way his heart melted at the sight.
“I always am.”
Then, she climbed into her truck and headed off. Carlos knew that parting shot was about more than her drive home. He didn’t blame her for that, but it wasn’t going to make her night any easier.
It also meant he was heading to taking another damned cold shower.
* * *
T he next morning , Tia was already late when she hurried out her front door. Carlos had told tales of his mother, and Tia didn’t want to get on her bad side.
She wasn’t paying attention to where she was going, so when she ran into something large and human, she gasped. When she looked up, she realized it was Chet Miller, an old friend of her brother’s.
“Hey, Chet. How are you doing?” she asked.
“I thought we could have a little chat.”
She sighed. “Sorry. I’m meeting a...friend in Tucson. And I’m already late.”
“Um, how about dinner next Saturday? And don’t tell me you can’t because of work.”
He gave her what she was sure he thought of as his best smile. She frowned. It irritated her that he seemed to think she should drop everything to spend time with him. Men like Chet always thought anything else could wait until they got the attention they
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