shirt, and guided him beneath it. Damn it, why wouldn't this man make a move?
"Oh Jesus. Jade you feel so good…so soft." He learned her shape and texture beneath her knit top, touching every inch like a blind man. "So warm."
"Hmm, that's your fault." She did her own exploring. She wasn't about to wait for permission, she just dipped beneath his shirt and touched the taut warm abdomen.
The rain pounded on the roof of the car, drowning out her hammering heartbeat and their combined heavy breathing.
She was about to wedge her hand beneath his belted jeans when a car turned into the alley, shining headlights all too brightly in the windshield.
They pulled apart guiltily, and she laughed. "We're acting like hormonal teenagers."
He watched the car disappear around the corner at the end of the block before facing her. "I'm sorry. I can't seem to keep my hands off you."
She opened her mouth to speak, but he stopped her with two fingers across her lips, and a serious set to his mouth.
"No. I'm not going to feel you up in the fucking back alley ." God, his voice. When he dropped it to that low growl, it all but sent her over the edge. "I'm going to control myself, even if it kills me." He narrowed his eyes, and in the dark car they seemed to glow. "My boat. Tomorrow night. Be ready to go when I pick you up here at six."
So he can take charge. She tried to assimilate all of that information while half her mind was still centered on reaching down his pants.
"Jade?"
She blinked a few times, bringing his indulgent smile into focus.
"Did you hear what I said?" He moved those two fingers away so she could speak, but she just nodded. "Call me after you talk to Dean, alright?"
She nodded again. She was a little surprised she had control of her muscles, with the amount of hot energy pumping through her veins.
"Good night, Jade." He gave her a smile that was filled with promise.
Tomorrow. "Good night, Adam. I loved the picnic."
Chapter Five
"There's no way I'm letting you go off for a weekend with some guy I've never even met." Dean dipped the ice-cream scoop in a bowl of hot water before digging out another helping from the gallon tub. Jade's bowl was already in front of her, with two perfectly round vanilla balls drizzled with just the right amount of chocolate syrup.
"You can meet him tomorrow," she conceded. "He's picking me up from Earth Scents." Dean scowled, so she didn't say anything else until he put the rest of the ice cream back in the freezer and sat down on the stool across from her at the kitchen bar.
"He's hiding something, Jade. It bugs the shit out of me." He jammed his spoon into one ice-cream scoop, mangling it before taking a big bite. Why take the time to sculpt the scoop in the first place? Jade smothered a smile. "You know what else bothers me?" He pointed at her with his spoon. "The fact that it doesn't bug the shit out of you . In fact, you're not acting like your usual cautious self around this guy. Sucking his face on the first date, off for a weekend alone after two dates?"
Jade groaned. "Dean, if he was going to take advantage of me, don't you think he would have done it by now?"
"Scam artists never look like they're scamming. This guy's up to something, and you're not going anywhere with him until I find out what it is."
Jade's spoon froze on the way to her mouth. "You've got to be kidding."
"Nope." He took another bite. "If I don't feel right after meeting him, you aren't going."
She laughed. "You can't stop me."
He shrugged. "I can beat the hell out of him. He can't pull his shit from a hospital room."
"Dean!"
"Don't think I won't. This isn't a joke. Don't you watch the news?" His scowl deepened.
She opened her mouth to remind him that she had enough big brothers, but shoved in a spoonful of ice cream instead.
Dean hunched over his bowl in an uncharacteristic feral position, and she fumed at being treated like a little girl. The rain pattered on the kitchen window, and
"Oh Jesus. Jade you feel so good…so soft." He learned her shape and texture beneath her knit top, touching every inch like a blind man. "So warm."
"Hmm, that's your fault." She did her own exploring. She wasn't about to wait for permission, she just dipped beneath his shirt and touched the taut warm abdomen.
The rain pounded on the roof of the car, drowning out her hammering heartbeat and their combined heavy breathing.
She was about to wedge her hand beneath his belted jeans when a car turned into the alley, shining headlights all too brightly in the windshield.
They pulled apart guiltily, and she laughed. "We're acting like hormonal teenagers."
He watched the car disappear around the corner at the end of the block before facing her. "I'm sorry. I can't seem to keep my hands off you."
She opened her mouth to speak, but he stopped her with two fingers across her lips, and a serious set to his mouth.
"No. I'm not going to feel you up in the fucking back alley ." God, his voice. When he dropped it to that low growl, it all but sent her over the edge. "I'm going to control myself, even if it kills me." He narrowed his eyes, and in the dark car they seemed to glow. "My boat. Tomorrow night. Be ready to go when I pick you up here at six."
So he can take charge. She tried to assimilate all of that information while half her mind was still centered on reaching down his pants.
"Jade?"
She blinked a few times, bringing his indulgent smile into focus.
"Did you hear what I said?" He moved those two fingers away so she could speak, but she just nodded. "Call me after you talk to Dean, alright?"
She nodded again. She was a little surprised she had control of her muscles, with the amount of hot energy pumping through her veins.
"Good night, Jade." He gave her a smile that was filled with promise.
Tomorrow. "Good night, Adam. I loved the picnic."
Chapter Five
"There's no way I'm letting you go off for a weekend with some guy I've never even met." Dean dipped the ice-cream scoop in a bowl of hot water before digging out another helping from the gallon tub. Jade's bowl was already in front of her, with two perfectly round vanilla balls drizzled with just the right amount of chocolate syrup.
"You can meet him tomorrow," she conceded. "He's picking me up from Earth Scents." Dean scowled, so she didn't say anything else until he put the rest of the ice cream back in the freezer and sat down on the stool across from her at the kitchen bar.
"He's hiding something, Jade. It bugs the shit out of me." He jammed his spoon into one ice-cream scoop, mangling it before taking a big bite. Why take the time to sculpt the scoop in the first place? Jade smothered a smile. "You know what else bothers me?" He pointed at her with his spoon. "The fact that it doesn't bug the shit out of you . In fact, you're not acting like your usual cautious self around this guy. Sucking his face on the first date, off for a weekend alone after two dates?"
Jade groaned. "Dean, if he was going to take advantage of me, don't you think he would have done it by now?"
"Scam artists never look like they're scamming. This guy's up to something, and you're not going anywhere with him until I find out what it is."
Jade's spoon froze on the way to her mouth. "You've got to be kidding."
"Nope." He took another bite. "If I don't feel right after meeting him, you aren't going."
She laughed. "You can't stop me."
He shrugged. "I can beat the hell out of him. He can't pull his shit from a hospital room."
"Dean!"
"Don't think I won't. This isn't a joke. Don't you watch the news?" His scowl deepened.
She opened her mouth to remind him that she had enough big brothers, but shoved in a spoonful of ice cream instead.
Dean hunched over his bowl in an uncharacteristic feral position, and she fumed at being treated like a little girl. The rain pattered on the kitchen window, and
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