Page 32 of Finding You

“Devin? What…?”

“You fell asleep and Billie called me.” Carefully, he lowered her to her feet and then held onto her until she was steady. “C’mon. Let’s get you home.”

All she did was nod sleepily as he helped her into the truck.

The drive was short and yet when he pulled into the driveway, she was snoring softly again.

Walking around to the passenger side, Devin figured it was best to simply carry her inside. It was slightly awkward to unlock the door and get through it, but he managed. MacKenzie hummed quietly and curled into him and it was wreaking havoc on him, but he reminded himself that in two minutes, she’d be in her bed and he would be in his.

Well, that sucks…

In her room, he threw the blankets back and slowly set her down. It wasn’t until he was taking her shoes off that she finally woke up a bit.

“Hey,” she whispered, pushing herself up on her elbows.

The only light was coming from the hallway and when he looked up at her and she was smiling drowsily at him. Her long hair was all tousled and she just looked so damn beautiful that it made his heart ache. “Sorry I fell asleep again.”

“No worries,” he said gruffly before he straightened. “Get some sleep. And if you want, you can totally come in late to the shop. Or…take the day off, it’s totally up to you.”

Languidly, she laid back down and pulled the blankets up and said something he couldn’t hear. Thinking she was just falling back to sleep, he took a step back but paused when she distinctly said his name.

He silently cursed himself for not leaving the room faster.

With a hesitant step back toward the bed, he waited, but when she mumbled again, he decided to simply say, “Good night.”

“Devin, wait,” she said with a bit more energy.

Then she held out her hand to him.

Another silent curse and then he moved to the side of the bed, where she reached for his hand and tugged him down onto the mattress.

Oh, God…

She sat up and they were practically nose to nose. With her free hand, she caressed his jaw. “Devin Maxwell, I love how you’re like a knight in shining armor.” Her eyes were like saucers as she met his gaze. “You’re like the best person in the whole wide world and I love that you keep coming to my rescue.”

“Oh, well…I…” But he never got to say another word because MacKenzie closed the distance between them, pressing her lips to his.

Devin groaned but couldn’t help but kiss her back. It was all sweet and languid, and all he wanted to do was sink down beside her and keep kissing her all night. Her lips were so soft, her skin was so smooth, and he was tired of denying himself when clearly this was something they both wanted. He pulled back slightly so he could rain kisses on her cheek and jaw. He whispered her name and then pulled back even more when she fell back against the pillows.

And began to snore.

“Shit…”

Then he got to his feet while silently berating himself. But because he was a gentleman, he pulled the blankets back over her and then quickly left the room–all the while wondering how the hell he was going to survive another week with MacKenzie under his roof.

ChapterSeven

I’m in hell…

That might have been a mild exaggeration, but as he was sitting at his desk after everyone had gone home, that’s what it was beginning to feel like.

Actually, right now, his entire life was feeling like it was out of control, and he had no idea what to do about it.

Earlier–as in first thing this morning–MacKenzie had met him in the kitchen, ready for work. She’d apologized for making him have to come out and get her and for anything inappropriate she might have said or done.

So obviously she didn’t want to directly address the kiss, which was fine with him.

Or maybe it wasn’t. He was all over the place on what was right and what was wrong where MacKenzie was concerned.

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