Page 41 of Army
A few more women entered the small bathroom, and she picked up her purse and came out of the stall. After washing her hands and reapplying her lipstick, she walked out. When she approached the table, she noticed the two women in the bathroom who’d been drooling over some guy look at her, then at Army.The hot dude they were talking about was Army.Smiling, she pulled out her chair and sat down, an unexplained thread of pride wove itself around her as the women wistfully looked away.
After Army paid the bill, they walked out into the night. The moon cast a silvery glow, and the dark silhouette of oak trees stood out boldly against the starry sky. Mia tugged her hand away when Army clutched it, and she tucked it into the pocket of her leather jacket and kept walking to the car, the scrape of her heels on the concrete the only sound between them.
On the ride home, the melodic beats of “Something to Believe In” and Army’s deep voice singing along with Bret Michaels’s soulful one filled the car. Mia looked out the passenger window as her body shivered with every note Army sang. How could her body keep betraying her?This can’t work. It just can’t.When the familiar lampposts came into view, Mia sucked in a long, slow breath. After pulling in the driveway, she practically jumped out of the car in an anxious attempt to hide away behind the safety of her home.
“What the fuck?” Army asked as she leapt from the parked car and dashed across the lawn.
Leaves rustled and crushed behind her, and she knew he was following her. As Mia made her way to the porch, she fished through her purse for the keys, cursing all the crap she had inside it that made it near impossible to find them.
“You gotta pee or something?” Army said.
Sweaty from her mad dash, Mia stopped in front of the door and erupted in laughter.
“Well, do you?” Army took a few steps then hovered over her, his hands flat against the door. She tried to suppress her laughs but she ended up sputtering like an old faucet. Hiding her face in her hands, she leaned against the front door and heard the meows of Pumpkin and Snickers.
“What’s so funny?” He chuckled.
Her hands slipped away from her face. “Hell, if I know,” she managed to get out between gulps.
“I like hearing you laugh.” His voice was husky and deep and so damn sexy.
Mia tilted her chin up and met eyes that held such desire in their dark blue depths, she trembled. Common sense reared its head and screamed,Go inside!She knew she should listen to it, but her body wouldn’t let her.
“I better go,” she said feebly, ignoring the shivers rippling over her skin.
“I’m not stopping you,” Army whispered, kissing her ear and then her throat, feathery kisses that made her want to surrender and have a night of hot, passionate sex.
Open the door, thank him for the night, and go inside.
When he ran his tongue up her neck, then past her chin, a moan climbed up her throat. “Mia,” he said in a low voice, then his lips brushed hers and it was like spark to tinder. Ears pulsing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her fingers in his hair.
His strong arms jerked her flush against him, and his mouth crushed over hers, his tongue delving deep.
Sensations crawled wild through her veins as she kissed him back passionately … wildly. Digging her nails in the nape of his neck, she pulled herself deeper into the embrace, thrusting her hips against him and feeling the hardness of his erection. His hand skimmed down her back and rested on one of her ass cheeks as his fingers kneaded through the fabric, squeezing while he groaned into her mouth.
Army’s kisses and touch sent a carnal tremor down her spine, and when he began to slip his hand inside her waistband, she gripped it and pushed it away.
“You’re not gonna let me touch you?” he whispered against the shell of her ear.
“I just don’t want things to get out of control,” she said softly, pulling back a bit.
“They’re already outta control. You’re not feeling it?”
“That’s not the point.”
“I guess you answered my question,” he said huskily against her neck.
“Army—”
“Don’t fight it—feel it,” he whispered in her ear and ran his lips the length of it.
Mia held her breath then yanked her purse in front of her to separate them. She exhaled slowly and avoided his captivating gaze. “I really have to go. I hope you understand.” After pulling out her keys, Mia turned around and opened the door a crack. Her two cats meowed loudly. She looked over her shoulder at him. “Thanks for dinner.”
“That’s it?” He shoved his hands in his pockets.
Opening the door a bit more, she slipped inside and turned off the alarm. A long yawn of foyer light winked onto the porch’s concrete floor. Pumpkin and Snickers rubbed against her legs as she bent down to pet them, then went back to the front and looked at Army. “I had a good time, but I’m sorry if you’re upset with me.”
“I’m not pissed at you. If you want to stop … okay.” He smiled at her and her heart pounded. “You free tomorrow night?”
