Page 24 of Forever Finds Us
At least, I thought I said all that. Had I? Because Brand had screwed me into near unconsciousness so thoroughly that now I wasn’t sure the conversation had been real.
But as it happened, I was due for my next shot in a few weeks, so I would just schedule an exam too and freshen up my STI tests. Not that I’d thought Brand had lied when he’d said it had been a year since he’d gotten laid and had used condoms then, but a woman could never be too careful. And again, I couldn’t be completely sure I hadn’t dreamt those words.
A return text from Dan, complaining but agreeing to work my shift, had woken me way too early, and now I watched, sipping a cardboard cup of terrible coffee from the communal pot down in the motel office, while Brand rustled into his dirty, wrinkled clothing.
The only thing he said to me before we left to drive back to Wisper was, “Wanna go again?” as he swiped his baseball hat from the floor and tugged the brim down low over his eyes.
Snorting into my cup, I chewed on the edge as I watched his blue eyes twinkle.
“We can’t. You and I need to stop by the station to give our statements about findin’ Natalie last night. And then I need more sleep. I think we only got, like, three hours.”
The three most blissful hours of sleep I’ve ever had.
He shrugged. “Your loss,” his smirk seemed to say, and dammit, didn’t I know it!
I could already feel that loss throbbing between my legs.
In my truck, I passed him the cup of coffee I’d filled for him when I filled my own. He drank it but made a sour face. He didn’t comment, though, which told me either he didn’t like coffee and was only drinking it because he was polite, or he did like coffee and maybe he had some taste, or he liked frou-frou coffee like Abey and her skinny white-mocha lattes with extra whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles on top.
Whatever the reason for his scrunched-up nose, I decided it was cute. It was the only cute thing about him, though, because every other nuance of the man radiated utter sexiness.
After driving back to town in silence through the misty, overcast morning with my truck’s heater on high blast because it was colder than a witch’s tit outside, twenty degrees colder than it should’ve been in late September, we pulled up to the Wisper station in the middle of downtown as streaks of pale sunlight began to peek through the low clouds.
I’d been quiet because I was reliving last night in my head and trying not to moan, but I had no clue what was going through his mind.
I parked in front of the building on Main Street, and he reached for his door handle, but before he opened it, he paused and turned back toward me.
“Why do we need to give statements if there was no crime?”
“Well, for one thing, the amount of hours worked needs to be accounted for, and also, Natalie’s a minor. If God forbid anything were ever to happen to her again, anything that might need to be investigated, this incident will show when someone looks up her name.” Brand watched my mouth as I spoke. I shrugged. “You never know what kind of information could be useful to a case. A lot of times, it’s the simplest, most innocuous things that will break an investigation wide open.”
“Hm.” He nodded, still staring at me. “That makes sense.”
“What? Why are you lookin’ at me like that?”
A little fire lit behind his eyes as they lifted to mine. “I find you extremely sexy this mornin’.”
I blushed hardcore, looking away out my windshield and patting at my messy ponytail, but that reminded me… “Um, so, your sister.”
“What about her? I don’t find her the least bit sexy.”
I laughed. “I hope you don’t, but she’s kinda my boss. We’re pretty laid back around here, but I don’t know how she’d feel about this. About you… and me.”
“I wouldn’t worry about Abey. She’d probably be pleased as punch to know I’d?—”
He paused in the middle of his sentence for the same reason I was a little bit anxious to walk into my place of work, arm in arm with my boss’s brother. Abey and Brand’s brother Bax got together with Brand’s employee last year, and now they were married. Brand hadn’t cared, but that didn’t mean Abey would feel the same.
And we had no good excuse to explain what had happened between us. Not that we needed a reason other than insane physical attraction and heightened adrenaline levels after the whole “finding a missing girl/wolf encounter.” We were both consenting adults, but still.
Technically, Abey couldn’t fire me, not without Sheriff Michaels’s approval, but she was my superior and my friend, and I respected her a lot. Unfortunately, last night, I couldn’t have remembered her name if someone had asked while her big brother’s mouth had been on my body or his cock inside it.
Brand couldn’t even finish his sentence, so he had no idea what had happened between us either. It probably wouldn’t happen again. I mean, I felt pretty certain I wasn’t his usual type. In fact?—
I peeked over at him. “What about your friend?”
“Friend?” he asked, his eyebrows dipping with confusion.
“Tabitha?” It felt like a rock had dropped into the pit of my stomach when I said her name. I should’ve asked Brand about her last night, before he ravaged my body countless times. But again, who, what, where, huh? But I didn’t want to be that woman. I was no homewrecker.
