Page 115 of Fourth Point Of Contact

Take that motherfucker. She might have saved my ass, but I kept forgetting that I literally took on a bear for her.

“That’s pretty fucking amazing,” he retorted, his teeth gritting painfully.

“Yeah, well, I told her I would protect her, and I fucking meant it.”

“Okay!” Chase laughed, slapping his hand on my shoulder. “Enough of the pissing contest,” he hissed in my ear. “Thank you very much for keeping an eye on her, man. We really appreciate it, but we’d better get her home and let the alcohol wear off.”

He jerked me back a step, clenching my shoulder even tighter as he grabbed Piper’s bag from the asshole still glaring at me. Before I could tell the fucker to keep his hands to himself, he slid his arm around her, pulling her in for a kiss on the cheek.

“Don’t be a stranger, Piper.” Then he slid his card into her pocket, getting way too intimate with her. He winked at her before turning and heading back into the airport.

I was still seething by the time Piper walked over and flung herself in my arms. Her touch and scent instantly calmed me, preventing me from stalking after that fucker and beating him with my crutch.

“Patti! I’m here!” She planted a kiss right on my lips, distracting me from my anger in a single second. I slid my hand around her waist and drew her in closer, sliding my tongue inside her mouth the second she opened for me.

My anger dissipated just like that as I got lost in the kiss, remembering just how fucking good it was to be with her. When she stepped back and grinned at me, I instantly felt the loss and almost yanked her back to me for another kiss.

But we were just friends.

She patted my face playfully, grinning the whole time. “I really missed you.”

“I missed you, too.”

She leaned in closer, lowering her voice. “And the sex. Ireallymiss the sex.”

Chase barked out a laugh, slapping me on the shoulder. “We should probably go before you two maul each other in public and end up in jail again.”

That was probably for the best. I reluctantly removed my hands from her so I could get back to the vehicle with my crutches. Instead of going to the passenger seat, I followed Piper to the back seat, sliding in beside her. I didn’t miss the way Chase grinned at me, but I didn’t give a fuck. I needed to touch her, to erase that asshole’s memory from her skin.

Smiling up at me, she wrapped her arm through mine and leaned on my shoulder. “Patti, I missed you so much.”

“You said that,” I chuckled.

“And sex,” she sighed. “I really miss good sex.”

I cleared my throat, trying not to choke to death as I attempted to swallow, but fuck, she was making it hard. “So, no other men the past few weeks?”

I caught Chase’s knowing glance in the mirror. Yeah, I wanted to know who she’d fucked. So sue me. I needed to know.

She shook her head, biting her lip as her eyes dropped to my mouth. “Nobody.”

“Fuck,” I muttered, wishing I could take her right now.

“No fucking in the vehicle. There’s no partition this time,” Chase grumbled. “Not that it helped with the sound. My ears are still fucking bleeding.”

I ignored him and focused on the woman in front of me. All I could see were her beautiful eyes and those damn luscious lips. Then her fingers started skimming down my chest and I dove in for another kiss. Our lips met in a heated twist of desire that I felt all the way in my balls. Fuck, I needed her.

“Wasn’t there something you wanted to say?” Chase interrupted.

I tore my lips from hers, hesitating when I heard her whimper with need. “What?”

“Something you wanted to say,” he repeated, narrowing his eyes at me.

Fuck, yeah, I needed to keep my head on straight. “Right.”

“About your mother,” he reiterated, completely killing the moment.

I untangled myself from Piper’s arms and remembered my earlier concern. “So, are you ready to meet my mother?”

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