I allow my eyes a moment to drift over her long legs revealed by her short, denim cutoffs. The sand still sticks to the top of her feet from our walk earlier, and I love the idea of her chasing her dreams.
“Slayde just called. Something came up, and they want to meet with the entire team.”
She only grins, wrinkling that perfect nose. “I guess that’s what you get when you join the paranormal investigation club. Those guys never sleep.”
Sliding my hands to her narrow waist under the thin tee, I pull her closer. “You’d better wait up, because I haven’t finished making up for the time we were apart.”
A little laugh only fans my desire hotter. “Don’t you worry, panther.” She rises on her tiptoes to nip my bottom lip. “I expect to hear all about this emergency meeting as soon as you get home. In the meantime, I’m setting up my pottery studio.”
“Maybe you can show me how to make another bowl.”
“Mmm… I know where that leads.”
Leaning down, I give her a real kiss. Only one thing would pull me away from my lady tonight, and I’m hoping I’m wrong about what it is.
Hayden Cross wasn’t happy when we bested him in Indiana. I can only imagine what the King of the Underworld has up his sleeve as payback this time.
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