“Oh?”

“I was texting you earlier and I hit send in a hurry. I wanted to tell you ‘I love your idea.’” I stressed the words. “Not you. But Caitlin called me to help her—I was rushing, so I didn’t look before I hit send. So, you got that message, which no doubt made you wonder about me, and . . . yeah. Like I said—idiot.”

“Oh. So you didn’t mean it?”

I pulled the phone away from my ear. She wanted me to mean it?

“Um.”

“That’s okay, Daniel. I’m sure I can get the deposit back.”

“Deposit?”

“On the church. Luckily, I hadn’t picked the menu yet for the reception. The money would have been a bugger to get back.”

Silence. There was utter silence on the phone. It was as if my voice had disappeared. I cleared my throat.

“Um, Avery?”

“Yes?”

“You’re . . . pulling my leg, right?”

Her endearing giggles filled my ear.

I slumped forward in relief. “Nice. And you call me a tease.”

“Sorry.”

“I don’t think you are.” I lowered my voice. “I think maybe I need to make you pay for that little stunt.”

“What’re you going to do about it?”

I grinned into the phone. “Brace yourself.”

“You started it.”

“And I’ll finish it. Tonight. Six forty-one.”

I hung up to her laughter.

I was early, and she was ready.

Dressed in another pretty skirt, with her hair down, I wanted to jump her as soon as she opened the door.

So I did.

Her mouth was perfect moving with mine. Pressed against the closest wall, her curves molded to my body as she wrapped herself around me. Muffled groans and whimpers mixed with muttered hellos and low gasps as my hands explored, her body arching in to my touch. My dick ached to bury itself into the warmth that was so close—the heat of her burning through the thin material separating us. Finally, panting, and regretful, I pulled away, dropping my head to her shoulder.

“Fuck . . . what you do to me,” I moaned against her skin, swirling my tongue on her neck. “You drive me crazy.” I pulled her lobe in to my mouth, tugging with my teeth as she whimpered. “I want you.”

Her fingers pulled on my hair, drawing my face back to hers. “Me, too,” she whispered, our gazes locked. “So much it scares me.”

Those few words stopped me. I stepped back, gently setting her feet on the floor. Cupping her face, I kissed her with as much adoration as I could. “I don’t want you scared. I’m coming on too strong, aren’t I?” I murmured against her lips.

“No,” she insisted. “You don’t scare me. I’m afraid of how much I feel for you.” She inhaled a long breath. “I’m afraid of how much I liked it when I saw your message earlier. Even though I assumed it was sent in error, I still liked it.”

I slipped my fingers under her thick hair, caressing the back of her neck. “Caitlin informed me she thought I sent it subconsciously. Because I wanted you to know.”

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