My control melts under the heat of my desire for this woman. I’m starved for her, and in this minute, I don’t give a fuck who knows it. In a flash I cup her face and crash my lips on hers. She’s surprised as hell, almost jumping out of her skin and letting out a startled yip. The sound makes me grin against her mouth. She recovers, breaking our kiss for the briefest moment before she unfolds her arms and wraps them around my waist, pulling me against her.

I’m vaguely aware of the shop going dead silent. We have an audience and I don’t care. I tilt her head and deepen the kiss. She approves with a soft moan as her tongue dances with mine inside that sweet mouth of hers. I’m teetering on the edge, about to lose myself.

A wrench hits the concrete floor with an unmistakable clatter. Sean lets out a loud whistle and Shelley’s voice echoes across the bay. “Get a room!”

Jessie pulls away and buries her face in my chest. Her body is shaking with a soft giggle. I slide one hand down her back and use the other to flip Shelley the bird. She harrumphs and returns to work. Sean too. Mikey picks up the wrench he dropped and wanders off to sulk on a smoke break.

Now that no one’s watching, I lean down and bury my nose in Jessie’s hair. I take a deep breath of that unforgettable vanilla smell and kiss the top of her head.

Jessie recovers her composure. “I hear you’ve got a pain in the ass.”

I nod. “An annoying blonde one.” I rake my fingers through her hair and fist a handful of it.

“You know you can’t get enough of me.” She shoves off my chest and struts back to the office. I watch every sway of her hips as I stalk after her.

She’s right. I can’t get enough.

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Jessie

I make it to the office and take the few precious seconds of solitude I have to fan my face and take deep breaths. That body. Those eyes. That kiss. Sweet baby Jesus! He could kiss me all day, every day, until I die and that’d be just fine. His lips are like crack. I’ve been craving him all week. The taste of him. His manly mechanical smell. School has been crazy, all my study groups pulling extra hours with midterms looming, and my mandatory appearances at the sorority house and dodgeball on top of that. I’ve been working on pulling back, on saying no, but I still haven’t had time to come see him since our date.