Baby, Don't Lose My Number (Fated 2)

Mia frowned. “What are you talking about?”

Excitement filled his expression, his fingers stroking along her jaw. “You can start tomorrow if you want.”

“Start where? Jake, what’s going on? You’re confusing me.”

He shook his head slightly. “Sorry. Jumping ahead of myself. The construction company I own with my dad, we need someone in the office to handle well…everything. I think it would be the perfect job for you. You’re so organized I know you’ll have us straightened out in a matter of days.”

Her heart constricted. Was this man too good to be true or what? “You’re offering me a job?”

Jake shrugged. “Well, my dad will be the one offering you the job since I leave that stuff up to him but yeah. If you want it.”

“I want it.” Maybe she shouldn’t sound so eager, but she was past caring. She needed the job. It was as if it had fallen into her lap.

All because of him.

“This means you’ll see me every day you know.” He frowned. Looked a little worried which she didn’t quite understand. “Do you mind? Can you handle it?”

“It sounds like a dream come true,” she answered truthfully. “Does this mean you’re actually going back to work?” He’d expressed some of his fears only a few nights ago. Worry over returning to work after such a traumatic injury. Would he be able to do it? Would he be able to bear it? They’d lain together after an exceptionally sweaty and delicious bout of sex, curled around each other, whispering in the dark. She’d found his vulnerability endearingly sweet.

Even sweeter? That he trusted her enough to confess such fears. Whispered in her ear his worries, nodded his head in agreement when she reassured him.

The memory made her heart constrict with emotion for him. Emotion she was almost afraid to express.

It was just so soon. And so incredibly overwhelming, she wasn’t quite sure what to do about it.

He smiled, tenderness and hope shining in his eyes. “If you say yes to this job offer you’ve given me more than enough reason to return to work.”

“Then yes. I’ll take it.” I’ll take you.

I think I love you.

They moved closer together, bodies shifting, heads tipping and lifting until their mouths melted into each others. Their lips parted, tongues danced and warmth cascaded through her body as his hands wandered all over her.

“You probably think I’m moving too fast.” His husky whisper sounded in her ear, his hot breath blowing across her skin and she shivered.

“I think we’re in mutual agreement here,” she admitted, curling her arms tight around his neck. Her hands sunk into his hair at his nape, fingers tangling in the soft strands. She imagined touching this man every single night for the rest of her life and it just seemed so right.

“My father might drive you crazy.” He paused and dropped hot little kisses down the length of her neck. “I might drive you crazy.”

“Never.” She didn’t doubt they would. But she didn’t mind. It would be worth it.

Jake lifted his head and stared at her, eyes bright, lips damp and swollen. “You feel it too, huh?”

She nodded slowly as she withdrew from him, her hand catching his. Without a word she led him back to her darkened bedroom then tugged him close when they stopped at the foot of her bed. They removed their clothes quickly, naked in seconds and then she was falling. Falling onto the bed, his big, hard body lying on top of hers, pressing her into the mattress. She accepted his weight, reveled in it. Her hands slid down his back to stroke his firm ass, pulling him close so that his erection ground against her.

Their agonized groans mingled in the air.

“You’re driving me crazy right now,” she murmured just after he kissed the very breath from her.

“A good kind of crazy though, right?” His tone teased, as did his mouth. It skimmed down her throat, across her collarbone, between her breasts. He cupped her breasts with his wide palms, thumbs skimming her hard nipples and she arched into his touch.

“Oh, yes,” she agreed, surprised she could even form words. She couldn’t think, could only feel and when he drew her nipple into his mouth and sucked, she actually screamed.

It felt that wonderful.

“Shh,” he soothed, his tongue lashing at first one nipple, then the other. She squirmed beneath him, wanting him inside her, wishing she could touch him better but he scooted lower down her body. Until he was poised above her sex, studying her between her legs as if he wanted to devour her.

“Please,” she whispered, wanting his mouth on her, his fingers inside her. She spread her legs, putting herself on full display for him and his eyes widened in appreciation.