head and hurled a
throw pillow off the couch at him. “In your dreams, cac ar
oineach !”
Lochlan threw his head back and laughed hard
as he gently tossed the pillow back to Jameson. “And I have a
feelin’ it will be tonight!”
“ Burraidh ,” Jameson bit back with a
laugh. “Get to the point, old man.”
He smirked at me and looked back at Jameson.
“We’re done for the night and everyone is leavin’. Are ya’ comin’?
I thought I’d trade places with Trey tonight and ride with you.
Thought maybe you’d be in the mood to tell me a bed time story…one
that involves a stockroom an’ a gorgeous topless girl?”
This time I picked up a pillow off the couch
and launched it at Lochlan with stunning accuracy. He easily caught
it and laughed again.
“Alright, you two,” Jameson with a smile.
“Enough. Lochlan, Skye and I are going to go out for some coffee,
so why don’t you catch a ride home with Seamus. Tell Trey to do the
same.”
Lochlan crossed his arms over his chest and
smirked. “Who are you foolin’? You can’t drink coffee, Jameson. And
we’re not supposed to leave unless we’re wit’ our buddy. Remember
the rules?”
Jameson took a deep breath and blew it out.
“I’ll be fine, I promise,” Jameson said, an edge of pleading to his
voice. “Cover for me at home?”
Lochlan thought a moment and was silent.
“Alright,” he said, suddenly serious. “But, if you get in to any
trouble, you better call us.”
“Aye,” Jameson agreed with a sigh of relief
and thanked him.
“And if our Archer reads my mind tonight, I’m
not at fault for that,” Lochlan quickly added. “I’ll try to stay
away from him, but I can’t promise anythin’, brother.”
“I know,” Jameson said and thanked him again
as he watched Lochlan walk out the door and close it behind
him.
“So,” I said with a smile, “where are we
going to find coffee at 3 o’clock in the morning? Are you taking me
to a truck stop? How romantic,” I teased.
Jameson laughed and pulled me onto his lap
again. “No, I was thinking that breakfast in bed tomorrow morning
sounded better.”
My lower abdomen tightened in anticipation
and I smiled and kissed him until I was breathless.
Jameson unexpectedly grabbed me, threw me
over his shoulder and walked out of the office, locking the door on
his way. I squealed and laughed as my head hung down by his lower
back and my long hair trailed down to his calves. Jameson cut off
all the house lights and closed doors along the way.
When we got to the employee lounge, he set me
down and allowed me to open my locker. I threw my black messenger
bag over my shoulder and relocked it before turning back to
Jameson. He backed my body up against the lockers and kissed me
passionately for a few minutes. My knees were starting to get weak
and I jumped up into his arms and wrapped my legs around his
waist.
He threw his head back and laughed. “God, I
can’t wait to make you mine,” he growled seductively. I shuddered
at the overwhelmingly sexy thought and bit my bottom lip in
anticipation.
“Race you to the car,” I said as I jumped
down and ran towards the back door. I felt a breeze blow past me a
second before the back door opened. “No fair!” I shouted out with a
chuckle. “I don’t have vampire speed!”
Once we were outside, Jameson locked the back
door, interlocked one hand in mine and walked me to my car. He took
the keys from my hand, unlocked my door and held it open for me.
“I’ll follow you home, love,” he said with a quick kiss as I got
behind the wheel of my little red two-seater and shut the door. I
watched him flash over to his BMW and quickly get in. I blew him a
quick kiss in my rear view mirror as I pulled out of the alley and
made my way home.
Chapter 4
I pulled into my driveway and Jameson parked
behind me. He opened my car door for me, took my messenger bag and
jacket, and escorted me to the front door. As we approached my
porch I saw
Fran Baker
Jess C Scott
Aaron Karo
Mickee Madden
Laura Miller
Kirk Anderson
Bruce Coville
William Campbell Gault
Michelle M. Pillow
Sarah Fine