Deal Makers (Dealing with Love 3)

She waves her left hand in front of my face. “Not single anymore.”

I smile. “Okay, how were you possibly still single? How did I get so fucking lucky?”

Charlee gives a small shrug. “I’ve been told that I’m a bit much to handle.”

I frown. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, if you haven’t noticed, I tend to speak my mind and I rarely filter what I’m thinking. I can also be pretty loud sometimes.”

I trail my finger down her arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “It’s one of the things I love most about you. You’re passionate and honest and you don’t give a fuck what people think. It’s what makes you stand out in a crowd.”

“Yeah...well, the men I’ve been with would beg to differ and I refused to change myself to fit their idea of what a woman should be like. You’re the only one that doesn’t seem to mind.”

I wrap my hand around the small of her back, pulling her closer. “They’re fucking morons. But I can’t say I’m not grateful because we wouldn’t be here right now if they didn’t let you go.”

Charlee smiles softly. “What are we going to do when we get home, Drew? What are we going to tell everyone?”

“I don’t know...the truth? That we know it’s crazy and impulsive, but it’s right. And that’s all that matters.”

“Do you really mean that?”

I nod. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

Charlee plays with the hairs at the back of my neck. “You know what I think?”

“What?” I brush my hand down her side, loving the way her silky skin feels beneath my fingertips.

She raises her eyebrows suggestively. “I think we’ll figure it out when we get home. In the meantime, we still have two more condoms to use.”

I groan as she strokes my semi into a full-blown stiffy. “Oh yeah?”

“Mmm hmm,” she says, scooting her body down the bed. “But first, it’s time for a little payback.”

My dick jerks in anticipation as her mouth hovers over the tip. “I like this plan.”

So do I, buddy, he says. I like this plan a lot.

Charlee moves her lips over my shaft before sucking me in and releasing me with a pop. “I thought you might. So no more worrying about what other people think tonight. Tonight, it’s all about us. You good with that?”

My hips move on their own accord as soon as she takes me into her warm, wet mouth again. “I’m so fucking good with that.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Seattle

CHARLEE

I arrive at the fire station a few minutes early. There are a few parking spots next to the driveway where some guy is washing one of the trucks. I’m assuming Drew told him to expect me because he nods his head as I get out of the car and starts walking over to me.

“Hey there. You must be Charlee.”

I shake the hand he’s offering. “I am. And you are?”

A dimple on his left cheek pops out when he smiles. “Todd. You need some help carrying things?”

“That’d be great.” I hit the button for the trunk and head to the back of my Accord. I have three large insulated bags taking up the entire space.

“Whoa.” Todd surveys the trunk. “Is this all for us?”