Page 51 of Finding You

“That’s because the clock is ticking,” she said miserably. “And for the record, I don’t jump either. Believe it or not, I’m usually way more comfortable with things moving much slower. Like at a snail’s pace.”

That made him laugh softly. “Yeah. Me too. But the circumstances we found ourselves in have been…I mean…it’s so far out of the ordinary and out of my comfort zone, and yet…I’ve been enjoying it. I’ve loved getting to know you. And while living together after only knowing each other a couple of hours might not be the norm, I think it’s allowed us to have some quality time to get to know each other that we might not have had any other way.”

She nodded. “And I agree with you on that part, if we weren’t sleeping together, would you still feel that way? Or would you be more than happy to hand me the keys to the Mustang and wish me good luck?”

“Well, obviously I can’t just give you the keys and send you on your way, because something’s still wrong with the car.”

“That’s not where I was going with that, Devin. I’m just saying, if the car was fixed, would you be relieved to finally have your house and your life back to yourself without me being in your face 24/7?”

He let out a small growl of frustration. “MacKenzie, I’m not anxious to have time to myself. I’m enjoying spending time with you. If I gave you the impression that I wasn’t, then I’m sorry. I’m not looking to push you out the door. Honestly, I thought you were eager to leave!”

Her features relaxed, and that soft smile was back. Shaking her head, she replied, “I’m not in as big of a rush as I thought I’d be.” And then she blushed and Devin couldn’t help but reach up and caress her cheek. “I hope that’s okay.”

“Baby, that’s fine. Really. I know your plan is to leave after the festival, but…if you wanted to stay longer, I’d really like that. There’s no rush…”

He never got to finish because she moved in close and kissed him.

Thoroughly.

Deeply.

Her hands raked into his hair and gently tugged, and he silently cursed the console between them. It didn’t seem logical for them to be this almost desperate for one another after a simple conversation, but he certainly wasn’t going to complain. Instead, he savored the taste of her–totally sweet from all the chocolate she’d had earlier and a hint of mint–and then relished the softness of her lips, she warmth of her skin, and how her hands were greedily roaming all over him.

There was only so much a man could take…

Devin awkwardly hauled her over the console so she was in his lap–no easy feat in the confines of the truck’s cab, but neither seemed to mind.

She straddled his lap and giggled. “I feel like the steering wheel is forcing me to be all plastered against you.”

Now it was his turn to anchor his hand into her hair. “Is that a bad thing?” he asked, nipping at her throat.

“Not at all…”

And then they were kissing again as MacKenzie began to slowly grind against him. Her hands slid under his t-shirt and smoothed up his chest and suddenly all he could think about was doing the same to her. He hadn’t had sex in a car since he was eighteen, but right now, the thought of doing that was beyond appealing.

His hands slowly made their way down her body until he was cupping her ass, and with a not so gentle squeeze, he breathlessly asked, “How daring are you, MacKenzie?”

Pulling back slightly, she gave him a very sultry grin. “What did you have in mind?” Her hands came out from under his shirt and cupped his jaw as she began kissing his neck. “I think right now, I could be very daring.”

Devin’s hands immediately moved around to the front of her jeans. “Yeah? I think I’d like to see that.”

She lifted her head again. “After what we did in the garage the other night, I would think you’d know that where you’re concerned, I’m up for anything.” Resting her forehead against his, she repeated, “Anything.”

That was all he needed to hear; his hand tugged on the button on her jeans when someone knocked on the window.

“Hey! You need help unhooking this?” Will asked with a knowing smirk.

They both groaned as they tried to put some space between them. “I thought everyone went home?” she asked.

“Yeah. So did I,” he murmured before turning and giving Will a strained smile.

“I’ll just wait until the two of you are ready,” Will said, still smiling.

Unable to help himself, Devin threw the door open. “What are you even doing here? You left like thirty minutes ago.”

“I saw you leave with the tow truck while I was down the street trying to convince Cindy to go to the festival with me tomorrow.”

“Is she gonna go with you?” he asked.

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