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Henrietta Brown:They’re just confused. Kind of like a goose when it’s first born.
Dale Garrett:It’s good for business! No complaints here.
Kerry Winsor:Good for you, Dale, but I’m wearing out my brakes stopping for these idiots.
Hu Gh:Don’t worry about stopping, Kerry. Keep going. It’s ten points if you knock their shoes off.
Jade Clark:VEHICULAR MANSLAUGHTER? ON MAIN???
SherriffMike Finch: Hugh, don’t make me come find you again. I have three reports with your name on it already, old man.
Hu Gh: You ain’t got me yet!
SherriffMike Finch: I’m leaving this damn group.
Wren didn’t waste time—notthat I would have let her. The old desk was still upstairs, and I knew she was saving it to refinish and put in the renovated space.
I wanted to desecrate it first.
The second I could, I had my lips on hers, putting her ass on the desk. I could smell her usual rose scent mixed with a hint of sweat, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I’d never met someone who liked to be told what to do, and now I got to experience it all again.
I couldn’t stop thinking of her. When I’d arrived at the library, I wasn’t sure how I was going to keep myself in check in front of her.
Now I didn’t have to.
Wren’s hands went to the buttons of my shirt, but I stopped her with a firm grip on her wrists.
“Always so eager,” I said into her mouth. “But we have all the time in the world, buttercup.”
I nibbled on her bottom lip, earning a gasp. “Are you gonna torture me again?”
Normally, I would say no. Normally, I wouldn’t dream of something like that.
“If you mean am I gonna make this last as long as I possibly can, then yes.” Now I was going for the spot on her ear, the one that made her moan the last time I kissed it.
“Fuck,” she said as I pressed my lips to the sensitive skin. “But we can do this as much as we want to.”
“Doesn’t mean I’m gonna rush. All those kisses for the camera have to be chaste. But here, when I have you like this, I can do whatever I want.”
And I brought my mouth to hers again, dipping my tongue to taste her. The kiss turned messy as her tongue rolled against mine, and I bit down. She made a sound that would haunt my dreams and pressed in closer, body tightening.
I was tempted to take it further and make her do whatever I wanted, but I did have one last polite cell in my body.
“But if you ever wanna stop?—”
“I won’t.”
“Wren,” I said, pulling away. “I’m gonna let loose.”
Her cheeks turned a dark red. “And you should.”
“But I have to at least tell you that you can stop me at any time. If you push against me or?—”
“Ilikepushing against you, especially when it makes you mad at me.”
My eyes shut. I was very tempted to shut her up, but I had to make this known.
