Page 10 of Full Coverage (Boys of Fall)

There was a tiny smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “You remember the color of my panties?”

He shrugged. “If they’d been white cotton and boring, probably not.” He totally would have. “But they were purple silk. That stuck.”

The tiny smile grew a little bigger. “They had a big white heart on the front.”

Nolan felt a flash of heat go through him. From talking about a white heart on the panties that she’d worn twelve years ago. Jesus, he was in huge trouble.

“I would have definitely rememberedthatif I’d seen it,” he told her.

“If you would have seen that, I think you would have been remembering a lot of other things too,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes and a smile that made everything male in Nolan go on high alert.

“How about we go make some memories now?” he asked.

He wasn’t going to mess around here. This wasn’t a one-night stand waiting to happen. He and Randi had known each other all their lives. There had never been any of this heat between them before, but it was there now. He was one of the smartest guys in Quinn. He was getting Randi Doyle naked tonight.

“Sounds good.” She stepped close and wrapped her arms around his neck. She put her lips to his ear and said huskily, “Know what I’ve been thinking about since you were here last?”

Nolan’s hands were on her hips and he swore that if he didn’t get his hand full of breast within the next three seconds, he was going to spontaneously combust. He slid a hand up her side until his thumb skimmed over the outer curve of one breast. “What?” he asked, his voice rough.

“The high school newspaper office.”

The words took a second to sink in. “What about it?”

“I want to go there. With you.”

He didn’t move his hand, his thumb very happy resting against the fullness of her right breast, but he pulled back to look at her. “You want to go to the high school newspaper office? Now?”

She nodded, giving him a smile that should have been sweet, but was very naughty.

“Why?”

She lifted an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah. Why there?”

There was light out here but the night shadows fell over them so that he couldn’t tell for sure, but he thought she might be blushing.

“Forget it. It’s stupid.” She ducked her head. “We can go to my place.”

She started to move back, but that would have taken her breast away from his thumb, so he gripped her hip with his other hand. “Hang on.”

She looked up at him. “What?”

He turned them so the front light from Pitchers shown on her face. Then he reluctantly moved his hand from her side to her cheek, tipping her head slightly. Yep, she was blushing.

“What are you thinking about the newspaper office, Randi?” he asked.

“Nothing. It was a dumb idea. I didn’t think.”

Why did their conversations always have to be so damned weird?

Nolan swallowed his frustration and ran the pad of his thumb over her jaw. “I’d love to know. That newspaper office meant a lot to me in high school.”

He’d been king there. He hadn’t been an all-state football player—or anything player. He hadn’t been Homecoming king or team captain or Mr. Popularity, but he’d been the editor of the school newspaper and the school’s correspondent to the town newspaper. That meant he had something very important that the rest of them didn’t, something more important than trophies, crowns and votes—he had control over information.

“I know it was,” Randi finally said. “I shouldn’t have suggested we have sex there.”

Surprise and a major dose of lust rocked through him. “You were suggesting we go have sex there?”

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