The Day He Kissed Her (Bad Boys of Crystal Lake 3)

Lily’s nipples hardened and she fought the urge to cover them up. When Mac’s grin widened even more, she plunked her butt into a chair and pointed to the tray in his hand.

“Can I have my coffee now?”

He handed it to her and settled himself across from her. Then he opened the bag and brought out two mouthwatering hot biscuits.

“Jean’s café?” she asked.

“Is there anyplace else?”

He offered her one, and she accepted it, tearing off a piece and popping it into her mouth.

The two of them sat together like that for a few minutes, no words between them, though their eyes did a lot of talking.

Lily had been in a sexual haze of lust ever since she’d left him on her deck Saturday night, and it irritated her that he hadn’t stopped by the day before. She’d kinda sorta expected him to. Heck, she’d even run to town and bought a lasagna and a couple bottles of red wine.

But he hadn’t shown, and then she’d started to think that she’d misread everything. Maybe Mackenzie wasn’t looking for what she needed.

And yet, here he was.

Her stomach clenched.

And there was that hot spear of lust still sitting low in her belly, and the reason she’d tossed and turned all night.

“So, Boston,” he said slowly, wiping away a crumb from the corner of his mouth.

She took a moment, tried to clear her throat in a way that didn’t tell him she was nervous as hell.

“Are you ever going to call me by my name?”

He shook his head. “I like Boston.”

“Why are you here?” she asked. It was time to cut through the bullshit because her poor body couldn’t take much more of it.

“I thought about what you said the other night.”

“Apparently. And it took all day yesterday?” Lily wanted to kick herself. She sounded like a petulant ten-year-old.

He slowly nodded, though the grin that had been there was long gone. “Yeah. I thought about it all day yesterday and most of last night.”

Mouth dry, Lily took a sip of coffee and played with the corner of her biscuit. She was too nervous to eat. Hell, she didn’t know what she was, but it was a lot more than nervous. Throw a little bit of anxious and fear into the mix and that came a bit closer to describing what it was she was feeling.

Her body flushed hot and she felt the burn of it on her cheeks.

There was also that…the lingering, burning desire that she couldn’t quite seem to shake.

“And?” she managed to ask, as if they were chatting about the weather or the fact that the New York Yankees were sucking huge this season.

Mac’s eyes glittered. He leaned forward and she held her breath.

“I think it’s going to be one hell of a summer.”

Lily exhaled, her body tingling, her heart racing.

He got up from his chair and walked around the counter until he was inches from her. Lily had to crank her head back in order to see him, and her heart took off like a rocket when their eyes met.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. The man wanted her. It was there in his eyes, and God help her, but something primal went off inside Lily. Primal and hot and sensual.

She was wet. With just that look, she was already wet and ready for him.