“Oh, yeah.”
He led me to a small clearing, and holy smokes. The view was impossibly beautiful. A canyon and a waterfall stretched before us, and beyond, the city of angels.
“How far above the city are we?” I asked in wonder.
“No clue. But it’s a great view, isn’t it?”
“The best.”
We sat side by side, watching LA, and Will took a swig from a water bottle. Then he offered it to me, and despite having my own bottle, I drank from his. And there I was, remembering the kiss again.
As if sensing my turmoil, Will moved even closer. Our hips were touching. I looked up at him and found him looking at my lips. I licked them.
“I have another rule,” I declared. “You can’t kiss me out here like you did last night.”
Will chuckled. “Did you not hear my speech about rules before?”
“Oh, I did, all right. But it doesn’t mean I have to do what you say.”
“Woman, you can’t push my buttons like this in public.”
That glint in his eyes? Delicious.
“Why not?”
“It’s hot, and I don’t want to be cited for public indecency.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh. I’m an officer of the law, after all. It would be embarrassing.”
Oh, but now I was getting all these ideas. How far could I take things before he forgot all about citations? Would it take one jab? Two? Three?
“Paige.” His tone held a note of warning. He looked at me like he knew exactly what I was thinking. “Don’t worry. I won’t kiss you.”
“Wait... at all?”
One corner of his mouth lifted. Then the other. I’d just given him ammunition, but I didn’t care. I wanted my kiss.
“You’re very greedy,” he murmured, bringing his hand to my chin again, caressing it with his thumb. Then he moved his thumb to my lips, from one corner of my mouth to the other. I held my breath as I waited for him to come closer... and then he finally did. The contact electrified me, even though this kiss was different. It was slow and sweet, a gentle exploration. He kissed the bow of my upper lip. Then my lower lip. I needed hi
s tongue, right now. I fisted his shirt in a silent plea, and he gave me what I needed. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth, stroking mine in a lazy rhythm. It was delicious. God, the way this man kissed had to be outlawed. When we stopped to breathe, neither pulled back, so we were breathing the same air.
Then Will pushed a hand through my hair, tilting my head up slightly, and kissed me again. It wasn’t as gentle this time, and I was starting to feel hot for him again. Could this man show me some mercy? I’d admonish him for blatantly disregarding my rule, but I was enjoying it too much to pull back.
“Told you that you drive me crazy,” he murmured when we resurfaced for air again. “I want to take it slow, then you’re in my arms and....” He didn’t need to finish the explanation, because I knew exactly what he meant. It was the same for me.
“Let’s enjoy the view, hmm?” he suggested. I envied his willpower because the only view I wanted to enjoy was of him. But I attempted to do the right thing and turned to watch the city. It was getting a bit chilly, so I put on the jacket and hugged my knees as close to my chest as possible. Will moved behind me, practically covering me with his body. His front was flattened against my back, and the insides of his thighs cradled my legs.
“Warmer? Or do you want us to go?”
“I don’t want us to go,” I said quickly. “We’re having too much fun.”
“I’ll keep you warm.”
And oh boy, did he ever. He rested his nose in the crook of my neck. The contact, along with his hot breath on my skin, would have been enough to light me up. But Will went one step further, placing open-mouthed kisses from time to time. Every time he did, I jolted straighter, feeling the contact between my legs.
“How is the funding for your education project coming along?”