Hunter was watching us from the doorway of t
he master bedroom.
“What?” Tess inquired, giving him the side-eye. “I feel that I won’t like whatever you want to say.”
“Just bring my wife home in one piece.”
“Territorial, are you?”
Hunter’s eyes flashed. Tess looked between us, and I blushed. Hunter’s clothes were everywhere around the room. It wasn’t hard to put two and two together. Sure, we could play up the immigration services angle, say that it was best if it appeared that we shared a bedroom because they could always question the cleaning personnel.
“Okay, I say we’re done here,” Skye exclaimed, admiring her knee-length golden dress in the mirror.
“I ordered an Uber, because no way can we walk two blocks in these heels. It’ll be here in two minutes,” Tess said. “Let’s go. Chop chop.”
“You go ahead. I’ll be right out. Need to put on some earrings,” I said.
Tess and Skye hurried out, past Hunter, who looked at me for a few seconds before taking mercy on me and striding over to help.
“Here, let me do this.”
He made quick work of it, but then lingered with his fingers on the shell of my ear before flipping me around and sealing his mouth over mine.
Holy hell, what a kiss. His lips coaxed mine feverishly, until I was so worked up that my pulse was out of control. I was in danger of forgetting that I was supposed to head out. All I wanted to do was stay in with this sinfully sexy man and let him have his way with me.
“Hunter...,” I murmured. “I have to go.”
“I want to keep you here. I thought you were worried they’ll grill you.”
“I am, but... I also have an agenda tonight. Skye has been a little morose the few times I talked to her over the phone these past few weeks. I want to get to the bottom of why.”
“Skye’s in trouble?” He was immediately alert.
“It’s just a hunch. Nothing business-related. Just... personal stuff. Anyway, I want to be there for her, just to comfort her... or bury a body if necessary.”
“You’re amazing.”
“I am?”
He nibbled at my lip again, moving his hand upward over my spine.
“I can show you... and I can be very thorough about it, but then you won’t make it to the bar at all.”
“Then stop touching me, you devious man.”
“I can’t. Maybe I’ll just keep you here. Lock the door, tie you up.”
His eyes flashed. My entire body reacted to his words. Heat simmered on the surface of my skin. I pressed my thighs together.
“You’re a bit territorial, husband.”
“Fuck yes, I’m very territorial.”
“So, I take it that you wouldn’t be too happy if I danced with a random sexy stranger tonight?”
“You do that, and I’ll throw you over my shoulder and bring you home.” His gaze was so determined that I had no doubt he’d do exactly that. “Josie....”
“Kidding. Just checking where you are on the territorial scale.”