Blood surged south again, making his dick twitch. “Promise?”
“Promise.” She pressed a kiss to his jaw.
“Does that mean you’ll stay the night?”
She trailed her hands down his chest, a satisfied smile on her face. “We’ll see. Unless you want to stay at my place.”
He kissed her hard. “I’m good with that. I’ll go get my things and come back to get you when the library closes. If I stay here, I don’t think I’ll let you get back to work.”
Instead of letting her respond, he kissed her one last time, making this one softer and last a little longer, his tongue finding hers and stroking it slowly. Then he pulled back, turned around, and walked away, throwing a glance over his shoulder.
She stood leaning against the bookshelves, her fingers touching her swollen lips, watching him walk away. With a grin, he headed for the car, his night looking up.