Page 46 of Smokin' Situation

My large frame settled into the spot she once occupied, wanting to feel closer to her in her brief absence. I was lost in the thoughts of a rambling future when she settled on my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. I didn’t even hear the door click behind her when she came back in.

“So, with the evacuation order still in place and not wanting to put possibly intoxicated people on the roads, Hudson started closing the bar at 8.”

“Probably smart on his part.” The last thing you needed was buzzed tourists getting lost with everything going on.

“And I talked to Reese…”

“Is your sister going to take you from me already?” I asked, nuzzling her neck and earning myself a breathy whimper.

“Not exactly. She wanted to know if we would come with her and Baker to a bar a few towns over for line dancing.”

“Tonight?” While I was not a fan of the idea of sharing her time, I also thought maybe it’d be a break for both of us to get out and focus on something other than our uncertain futures. And any excuse to put my hands all over her in a sundress was something I’d be on board with. Which meant a trip into town was in order sooner rather than later.

“Yeah, I guess a group of guys from the firehouse that aren’t on duty are going, and Baker is making her since the hospital took her off the call list. She was pissed they’re making her take off until her shift on the fourth for the holiday.”

I’d seen something mentioned this morning in the group text Baker had added me to when I started at the station, but I hadn’t really been paying attention when I’d checked my phone earlier.

“We don’t have to go if dancing isn’t your thing, but Reese didn’t want to go alone and…”

“Then I guess we’d better get moving, since you’re going to need something to wear.” Kissing the side of her neck, I enjoyed the way she seemed to melt into my touch. “Because you’re going to put on a sexy dress for me if we’re going dancing.”

“I am?” she asked, her voice breathy.

“Mhmm,” I hummed against her soft skin. “You won’t wear panties again… And when we get home, I’m going to be so desperate for you after watching that tempting body of yours move all night that I’m gonna bend you over the railing on that porch.”

“Then what are you going to do?” Her chest heaved as she squirmed in my lap, and I wasn’t sure if I could hold out until tonight.

“I’m going to draw up the back of that dress and slip inside you bare…”

“Uh huh…”

“And I’ll fuck you deep and slow until you’re so wet it drips down your thighs.”

“Mmm…”

“And when you come, the stars in the sky won’t be the only ones you see.”

She let out a heavy breath, fisting my collar tightly as she tilted her head to look in my eyes. “You promise?”

“Fuck yes, sweetheart. Now gimme a kiss so we can get going. Then you can torture me by making me watch you try on dresses while I try to fight the urge to fuck you in a public dressing room.”

She laughed, shaking her head before doing what I asked, her lips eager as she kissed me breathless.

“But just so you know, it’d be worth it to get arrested for public indecency.”

And that was the problem, I knew it would be. Keeping myself in check all night was going to be next to impossible, but I was going to try, because my girl needed a night out to distract her from everything that had been going on.

Annie

“Youknow,Ifeellike your chauffeur with you sitting back there,” Tripp chuckled, eyeing me in the rearview mirror as his truck idled on the street in front ofIce My Cakes,the bakery Baker’s family ironically owned.

I knew his parents hadn’t started the small business until well after he was born, but he had been made fun of relentlessly when we were all younger for being the town baker’s son.

“It’s not my fault you offered to drive,” I teased, shifting into the center seat to refasten my seatbelt.

“I didn’t know that meant you wouldn’t be in the seat next to me. How am I ever going to survive if I can’t caress the smooth skin of your thigh on our drive?”

“I’m sure you’ll manage,” I chuckled, shaking my head at his playful banter. Boy, had things changed in our interactions in the last forty-eight hours. He’d gone from barely speaking to me to an insatiable flirt in what felt like no time at all.

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