And I Love You by Marie Force Page B

assured.
Don’t get ahead of yourself. First date. Go slow.
Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand from her grasp to shut off the engine. “Wait for me. I’ll come around for you.”
    As he walked around the car, he repeated the “go slow” refrain. But after holding her and kissing her—and having her kiss him back so enthusiastically—it wasn’t easy. All he could think about was when he might get to kiss her again. He opened the passenger door and held it for her as she turned to him.
    “Hunter?”
    “Yes?”
    “Do you think, before we go in there, you might want to …” She looked at him expectantly. “Kiss me again?”
    He reached up to kill the dome light before he put his arms around her and forgot all about going slow when he realized her enthusiasm more than equaled his. His knees went weak under him, and his blood felt like it was on fire as it rushed through his veins. Then her hands were under his sweater on his back, moving restlessly.
    “God, Megan,” he said when he had no choice but to breathe. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
    “What do I do? Tell me.”
    “You make me forget this is our first date.” He kissed her neck and made her moan when he dragged his tongue over her soft skin. “You make me want like I’ve never wanted anything or anyone.” More kisses, until he reached her earlobe, which he bit down on, just hard enough to make her gasp. “You make me want you in my bed or your bed or the first bed we can find, and I haven’t even bought you dinner yet.”
    Her husky, lusty laugh made him harder, if that was possible. “You bought me pizza last night.”
    “That’s true. I did.” He kissed her again, already addicted to the sweet taste of her. “But pizza doesn’t make for as good a story as the Pig’s Belly Tavern.”
    “No, it doesn’t.”
    “You aren’t a vegetarian, are you? Because if you are, I’m not sure the Pig’s Belly is the place for you.”
    “I was way back when, but I’m not anymore.”
    “That’s a relief.”
    “You suppose it’s all pig all the time here?”
    “I don’t know about you, but I’m dying of curiosity.” He could tell he surprised her when he lifted her right out of the SUV, bumped the door closed behind him and then let her slide down the aroused front of him.
    “Nice move.”
    “Thanks. Wait till you see the rest of them.”
    “I can’t wait.”
    Hunter drew in a deep breath, releasing it in rattling increments.
    “What?” she asked. “Did I say the wrong thing?”
    “Hardly. You said the exact right thing. I’m still trying to believe I’m really here with you, that I can touch you and kiss you and put my arm around you outside the Pig’s Belly. I’ve wanted to do all of that for so long. You have no idea how long.”
    “I’m glad you finally got to come to the Pig’s Belly,” she said with a sly smile as she looked up at him.
    Hunter laughed. “The Pig is the least of it, as you well know.”
    “I’m still trying to believe you really feel that way about me.”
    “I really do.”
    “You still haven’t said why.”
    “Some things can’t be easily explained. They just
are
.”
    “And this just
is
for you?”
    “Yes, you are.” He put his arms around her again, drew her in close to him and kept his eyes open and fixed on her as he brought his lips down on hers for a sweet, undemanding kiss that was better than the best sex he’d had with anyone else. And when she curled her arms around his neck and leaned into him, pressing her body against his suggestively, he came damn close to saying to hell with the Pig.
    “Food first,” he said. “More kissing later.”
    “Mmm,” she said against his lips, making him want to beg for mercy. “Promise?”
    “Most definitely.”
    “Okay then.” She dropped her arms from around his neck. “Hunter?”
    “Yeah?”
    “I really like kissing you and everything, but I still don’t want this to be a big deal between us. You said you don’t want to hurt