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“Your hips thrust, fucking my mouth—”
“Jesus fucking Christ, Zoe.” His hand stopped mine. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“No.” I smiled. “Just returning the favor.”
He re-buttoned his jeans.
“Returning what. . . ahhh.” He chuckled. “The desk.”
“Precisely.”
“Mmm.” He stepped back. “As much as I would dearly love for you to take my dick deep into your mouth right here and right now, in front of this bar, I think it’s probably not the best idea.”
“No?”
“No.”
“When would it be a good idea?”
“How about tonight, when I take you home?”
“To my place?”
His smile faltered. Suddenly Nate was serious again. “Your place. Or our place. Up to you.”
Nate was serious. Could this night get any better?
“Is that a real choice?”
“Very real.”
“In that case”—I tossed my arms around his shoulders—“our place.”
He hugged me back, so tight I could barely breathe. Which was fine. I probably couldn’t breathe anyway with the excitement of all that was happening. This was how I’d imagined our first meeting.
There was no part of me that wanted to let go.
All those texts. Innuendos. Flirtations. Declarations.
The longing. Desire.
And eventually, love.
But now he was here in the flesh and blood to stay.
“I love you so much,” I said. “So very much.”
“And I love you, Zoe girl.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
nate
“What a night.”
Zoe sat across from me at the bar while I finished cleaning up. It had been a lot of years since I tended bar, but it came back to me like riding a bicycle. Everyone had left, and I’d told Owen I wanted to close the place down.
“Three a.m. Guess we’re going to have some pretty late nights.”
