“Not as often as I should have. I should have chased after you. But after that last e-mail went unopened, I got the message.”
“I’m so sorry David. I didn’t want to start something that I knew we couldn’t finish. I was committed to DWB. You would have been too big of a temptation.”
“Was?”
“I’m getting tired. I’m considering coming home. I’ve had a couple of offers.”
“Home to Georgia?”
“At least to the United States.”
His heart started beating faster. His thumb traced the line of her jaw. She closed her eyes and nuzzled against it.
“So would you take my calls?”
“I’m in this truck with you, aren’t I?”
She was. Even though the light of dawn pinkened the sky, her wide gray eyes had turned dark.
“I know the timing couldn’t be worse. I don’t know if our schedules can possibly dovetail. But can we try to make time with one another while we’re here?” he asked.
“I’d like that. But I don’t know how we’re going to make that work.”
Stay in my room.
He didn’t say it. She must have heard him because her eyes went even darker, and her arms twined around his neck. “Do you still take kisses?”
“With you. Only with you.”
She was gorgeous. He cupped her face, relishing the softness of her skin beneath his palms. He bent forward, and as gently as possible he slid his lips against hers. She was a treasure that he wanted to tempt into following his lead. Gliding his tongue along her lower lip, she opened with a sigh. He felt her smile.
Who was taking who? Sarah’s tongue met his and seduced, beguiled, and heat soared. When had his hands moved? Who cared? God, her ass felt perfect. So round and lush, filling his palm like it had been made for him. He squeezed, and she moaned, pressing her breasts hard against his chest. His goddamn dick was going to burst out of his jeans.
Her nails bit into his nape, and she made mewling sounds. She moved and her leg hit his. He hissed in pain.
“David?”
“It’s nothing.”
Little nurse arched back from him. Reluctantly, he loosened his grip on her butt and stroked.
“Stop that, I can’t think,” she protested.
“Who asked you to?”
She pushed out of his arms so she was sitting alone on the bench seat beside him. “What’s wrong with your leg?”
“It’s bruised.”
“What happened?”
“Falling debris from the earthquake. I’m fine. It’s better than it was.”
“Let me look at it when we get to the clinic.”
“Honey, I don’t have time. It really is fine. I’ve been clearing debris for the last two days, and it hasn’t gotten worse.”
She gave him a considering look. “Okay. But when we’re alone together, I’m going to examine it.”
“When we’re alone together, there are other parts of my body I would prefer you examine.”
She laughed and hit his shoulder. “I like you, David Sloane.” She kissed his chin. “I think when I’m examining your cock, I can manage to examine your thigh as well.”
Pulling her into his arms, he kissed the tip of her nose. “As long as you realize which one takes priority.” He buckled them up and started the truck.