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“So big that no other male can sign it.”
“Possessive,” she accused.
“Not in general.” He leaned over and pressed his lips to her cheek. “I’ll be back at four.”
His lips were close to her ear, and this would usually be the part where she scurried away and then cursed herself in a bathroom stall for not having the lady-balls to kiss him back. Be the badass he thinks you are. Before she could talk herself out of it, she angled her face and pressed her lips to his.
She’d planned a one-second fast peck, and then shoving the door open and escaping and overthinking her entire life for the rest of the day until four o’clock where she would probably have a meltdown of awkwardness when he picked her up, but Lucas had other plans, and those plans included not letting her escape so fast.
His hand slid up her neck and he angled his face and pressed his tongue against hers, and then proceeded to kiss every insecurity away from her frazzled brain until she thought nothing at all. Beautiful silence filled her head, and for a girl like her, that was a gift.
Jenna sank into the moment and kissed him back. Before she knew it, her fist was gripping the front of his shirt and she was wanting more.
A knock sounded at the window, and she lurched back like she’d been caught stealing something.
Royce was standing there with his phone up, taking a damn picture with the stupidest grin on his face. “I needed proof,” his muffled voice sounded through the window.
“Oh dear Lord,” she whispered, mortified.
Lucas laughed—laughed! Like this wasn’t the worst thing to ever happen. Royce would never let her live this down.
And he would tell everyone! And then Lucas would be ashamed and leave and never come back and—
Lucas’s door opened, and he cut the engine and got out.
“Oh my gosh,” she murmured to herself as she followed suit and poured out of his truck onto wobbly legs. Were her boobs even still in her shirt? Quick check. Yes.
To her absolute confusion, Lucas was now shaking Royce’s hand and oh yeah, they probably knew each other from when Lucas lived in these parts. Royce’s family had lived around here forever.
“I haven’t seen you in forever, man,” Royce said, and now more of the guys were jogging this way, and everything was on fire.
“I have to do work. Get to work. I have work to do. Stop talking. Not you. Me. I was talking to myself. I’m going to go now.”
Royce stared at her like she’d sprouted a wombat on her face, and Lucas was just smiling. Great.
Cheeks on absolute fire, she trod past them and inside, where she immediately opened the blinds. Lucas waved to her, and she let them fall.
Everything was fine.
“He’s a looker.”
“Aaaaah!” Jenna yelled in the manliest scream she’d ever heard.
Sheila was laughing, and pointed to the window on the other side of the door. “The blinds are still open on that one.”
Panting for no reason, Jenna bolted over and closed those blinds in a rush. Yes. Now this was normal. She pushed up one blind to see Lucas walking with a few of the guys back toward the sawmill. Probably to catch up with Kong.
“Is that your new man?” Sheila asked.
Jenna chewed on her thumbnail and lowered the blind again. “I don’t know what he is. Maybe he likes me and maybe he doesn’t, but when he kisses me and sometimes even looks at me it makes my heart beat really fast and my boobs tingle.”
Behind her glasses, Sheila narrowed her eyes. “I think that’s a yes.”
“Work!”
Sheila startled. “Okay?”
“I can draw up a new invoice so you can see the discounts.” She bustled to her office. “Follow me, this way. We are going to my office together, away from the windows. I think I had too much coffee,” she said, gripping her chest. “I might be dying.”
