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My stomach hurts a little less with him seeming to understand that this needs to be kept quiet.

“If you need anything, anything at all, just give me a call. Okay?” he says as he reaches past Noah to hand me his card, but Noah snatches it out of his hand.

Kyle pulls his hand back and glares at him. I swear, Noah actually seems to sit up taller to make himself look bigger even though he’s already taller and more muscular than Kyle.

Men…I swear.

“Thank you, Kyle. I'll keep that in mind.”

“We have to get going now. Have a good night, Bentley.”

“That’s Chief Bentley, Anderson.”

“Night, Chief Bentley.” I wave as I take Noah’s hand with my other.

“You can always call me Kyle.”

He smiles at me before glaring back at Noah and turning on his heels to walk back over to where his men are dousing the remaining fire with water.

Noah rolls back up the window before putting the car in reverse and getting us out of the driveway. As soon as we’re back on the main road, his hand immediately goes back to my thigh.

“Willow, you’re soaked.”

In more ways than one, but I’m not about to confess that right now when we have a long drive ahead of us.

“I’ll be fine. I’m warm enough now. Let’s just get back to your house. I need a hot shower.”

He silently nods before rubbing my leg trying to make sure I’m not lying about being warm enough. I can tell he doesn’t like that Kyle recognized me. I didn’t like it either, but unfortunately it happened.

“You doing okay?” he asks as his hand moves to the back of my neck and starts lightly massaging it.

The feeling of his skillful fingers on the tight muscles in my neck is like heaven. I turn my head back and forth letting my neck crack as the tension leaves. Then his thumb digs into a spot that has my whole body shuddering and a moan escaping my lips.

“Oh, God.”

“Jesus, Willow. You can’t make those kinds of noises right now,” he growls as his fingers continue to work my neck muscles.

“But it just feels so. Fucking. Good.” I let each word flow off my tongue.

When I glance over at him, he's trying so hard to focus on the road, but I can see his eyes keep darting over to look at me. His pants are tight against his crotch, and there’s absolutely no hiding how turned on he is right now.

My body aches from the chaos of the last few days. I’m tired, but I also feel wired and aroused from the high of lighting that place up and watching it burn to the ground.

“Noah,” I purr as I lift the center console so the bench seat is fully open for me to slide closer to him.

“Yes, Willow?”

I unbuckle my seatbelt and slide a bit closer to him. His hand is still on the back of my neck, and I can feel him tensing up, unsure of what I’m going to do.

“How good are you at multitasking while driving?” I ask coyly.

“Decent…Wait, why?” he glances back at me confused before focusing back on the road.

“I was just thinking of a way to repay you for everything you did for me tonight.”

I turn my body and glance around us at the surrounding road. Thankfully, there aren’t many cars on the road. Less likely to get caught.

I place my hand on his thigh and watch a smirk form on his lips.