thought slipped through her mind then. She stood, walked over to him, and reached into his pocket, pulling out the red panties he’d shoved in there earlier. A sinful grin split his lips. She wiped the corner of his mouth with the material before dropping them back into his pocket.
“I think we should go.” She jumped away with a giggle when he tried to grab her.
They left a few moments later, arousal buzzing between them. The sun dropped lower on the horizon, creating darkened areas in the empty lot. When they reached the car, she waited for him to open the door as he had been doing. She was unprepared to find herself draped over the vehicle, her back on the metal and Jared’s hard body pressed to her front, his erection rubbing her belly and making her moan.
Their lips met in a desperate bid to mate. She tasted the man, dark, mysterious, sexy. She tasted the sweet chocolate he’d had moments before. Whimpering into their kiss, she caressed her way up to his shoulders, curled her hands behind his neck, and dug her nails into the short hair at the nape of his neck.
Sweet desire shot all thinking to hell. She could only feel. He ran his hands through her hair, cupping the back of her skull and holding her at the angle he wanted. The longer their tongues danced, the more irrational her thinking became. She was ready to beg him to do her right there in the back lot of the bakery, when he tore his mouth away from hers.
Passion filled his eyes. They panted in unison, trying to clear the haze of lust from the kiss.
“Don’t look at me like that,” he said.
“What?” How? She was too turned-on to look at him any other way.
“Your eyes are talking for you, and they’re telling me you can’t get enough of me, which is something I can understand because I sure as hell can’t get enough of you.”
She blinked, hoped her mind came back to working order, and glanced at his lips. Her nipples ached, her pussy throbbed, and her panties had gone from soaked to dripping.
“I—”
“Relax, sweetheart. This isn’t a race to anywhere. We have plenty of time to get to know each other better.” He dropped his head, nuzzled her lips, and she sighed. She held on to him for a moment before he let go and opened her door.
* * *
“Where are you going looking like that?”
Lucky turned to grin at her sister. Kaylani was watching her with a smile.
“To dinner with Jared.”
“Oooh, the bad boy player and security genius also known as Mr. Sexy?”
She laughed. “Has Jazz been talking?”
Kay rolled her eyes. “He’s always talking. Tell me more about him.”
She did a final appraisal in the mirror. The spaghetti-strap black dress was one of her favorites and very lightweight which was her first priority with the heat of the summer. She didn’t want to be sweating bullets when Jared picked her up.
Sitting on the bed next to Kay, she gathered her belongings and scooped them into the small clutch. “Well, Jared is…”
“Hot, yeah I know.” Kay giggled. “What I mean is, what are your thoughts? You’ve seen him a few times.” She frowned, concern taking over her features. “L, you were never this excited to be anywhere near Nick the Dick before. Even when you guys were first dating.”
Cold water would’ve had the same effect. She moved back, not wanting to admit that she hoped for things to go further with Jared. “You’re being silly. Besides, he and I have been very casual about this.”
The corners of Kay’s mouth tipped downward. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to put you on the defensive. I’m just worried about you. What Nick did was awful, and you have been shying away from men until now.” She placed her hand over Lucky’s and squeezed. “I’m worried about you, big sis.”
She gulped, wincing at the dryness taking over her throat. Her heart ached for her sister. She didn’t need to be stressing over the sad state of Lucky’s love life. Or lack thereof. “You don’t have
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