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“What are you saying?” she asked, voice small, hopeful.
“I guess I’m saying that my crazy ass is starting to fall for the woman who spent a year tracking me down to kill me.”
Her lips twitched at that.
“That’s not quite as crazy as starting to fall for the guy you spent a year hating and plotting to murder.”
“Touché.”
“You don’t have to say you’re interested in me just because we’re, you know, kind of involved.”
“I think it’s more than ‘kind of,’ and I would never say something I didn’t mean. I’m not saying I’m good at this or know what I’m doing. But I am saying… I’m interested in giving it a shot. If you are too.”
“My life isn’t here, though.”
“Maybe not. But I’m not suggesting you uproot your life and move into my windowless clubhouse bedroom. You don’t live that far away.”
“True. But what if…”
“What if things go well?” I asked. “You’re already expanding your business. You could hire someone to take over the jobs you do and run your business from Navesink Bank. You could even open another branch of it here. But I think we’re getting ahead of ourselves. Right now, you’re here. I’m here. We’re both interested. We can… explore that more.”
Carmen sucked in a deep breath and crawled up my body until her face hovered over mine. “Like this?” she asked.
Then her head dipped and her lips pressed to mine.
It was a soft kiss at first—a little hesitant and uncertain. But it wasn’t long before the desire was building, before Carmen’s knees were planting on the sides of my thighs, so she could shift upward and feel the hard press of me against her.
A groan slipped out from between her lips, muffled by mine, as every instinct told me to grab her hips and use them to grind her against me.
“We shouldn’t,” I murmured against her mouth.
“Yes, we should.”
“Your ankle,” I said between kisses. “And hand.” Her lips moved from mine to my neck, her tongue tracing the pulse point there, making desire shoot down my spine. “And ribs.”
“Are you trying to convince me or yourself?” she asked as her lips moved down my throat.
“Both.”
“Well, stop,” she demanded as she looked up at me, the hunger clear in her dark eyes.
“I can do that,” I said, snagging her chin and dragging her up for a kiss. Harder. Hungrier.
She sighed against my kiss.
Then I threw my weight, rolling her under me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Carmen
Was there a slight ache in my ribs as Rune came over me, his weight pressing me into the mattress? Yeah. But it was so easily overpowered by the way he slotted himself between my thighs and rocked against me that I barely even registered it.
My legs raised, wrapping around him, my heels digging into his ass and grinding him against me.
His lips were against my neck, so I felt the vibration of his groan on my skin, ratcheting up the desire that was already reaching a fever pitch.
My arm slid slid around him as his lips and teeth and tongue made their way across my neck, then up until he nipped my earlobe.
