“You’re a bad boy, Josh Carter.”

“No, just a man who’s crazy about you. And super frustrated that I have to work because I want to spend every available moment with you.”

I palm his cheek. “Okay. I take part of that back. You’re also a very sweet boy.”

He grins..

“Food first, then love.”

I roll my eyes as he pulls me toward the trailers. “You’d better make this worth it.”

“You know I will.”

* * *

He sighs as I pull the food out of the bag and place it on the table up one end of the trailer.

“Thank you. I could eat your cooking all the time. I really wanted a burger and fries, but I need the protein.”

“Don’t they feed you?”

He shrugs. “Nothing as good as this.”

Cutting off a piece of omelette., he takes a big bite. His eyes roll back in his head as he chews. “Oh damn, Delaney. This is so good.”

I laugh. “As much as I love praise for our cooking, I kinda hope that’s a euphemism.”

“Well.” He talks with a mouthful of food. “I am eating you next.”

“Promises, promises.”

He smirks between bites, and when he’s done gets up and washes his hands in the basin. “Now for part two of this lunch break.”

I smile. “Which is …”

He leads me through the curtain that partitions the trailer. A bed fills the far end, and I shake my head.

“Who would have guessed?” I say.

He kisses me softly. “Get on the bed, Delaney.”

I link my fingers in his and lead him the short distance to the end of the trailer.

Lying on the bed, I pull him behind me, and he cups the back of my head, giving me a gentle kiss.

“Are you supposed to have me in this trailer?”

He cocks his head. “I’ll have you wherever I can.”

“No. I mean, I thought this was for work.”

“No one’s going to tell me off if that’s what you’re worried about.”

He kisses me again.

“I can’t take time off work for sex.” I raise my eyebrows at him.

“I know. But I don’t have much time left here, and I don’t know if you’re going to take me up on coming with me. So, if we’re going to do this long-distance to start with, I want every moment I can get.” His eyes are so full of emotion. This is such a messy situation in a lot of ways, and I understand where he’s coming from. I want this with him, but I can’t just leave town. We are going to be apart.

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him harder. He slides his arms around my waist and kisses me back. There’s so much tenderness in his kiss, and I sigh against his lips.