Page 84 of Welcome to Forever
Kat smiled. “But if you did, you could tell me why and I’d try to do better.”
“And thank you for fighting for our country,” the boy said, turning to Micah. “For keeping us free.”
Micah nodded at him. He wasn’t a bad kid at all, and he guessed no kid was, really. “You’re welcome, buddy.”
“Yeah, I guess I’m sorry, too,” Luis said with a shrug. “So, since we apologized and all, do we still have to do that lame after-school thing you got going on?” he asked.
Kat laughed softly. “Afraid so.”
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Kat released a breath as the two boys were picked up by their parents. When she turned around, Micah was watching her.
“You okay?” he asked.
She nodded, but her insides were still jumping from the scare, and from the look that Micah was giving her. Glancing down, she groaned at her spray-painted clothing. “It would be my luck that the mayor is somehow waiting outside when we leave.”
He sat on the corner of Val’s desk and watched her as she locked up. Thanks to the vandals, she’d gotten exactly no paperwork done tonight. And reading the heated gaze that Micah was giving her, she wouldn’t be doing any now, either.
She grabbed a key that hung just below Val’s desk and went to lock the file cabinets on the other side of the room. She could already feel her sprained ankle from the night of the Marine Corps ball swelling back up after chasing the kids outside. Limping, she tried to put as little pressure on it as possible.
“That bad, huh?” Micah stood and wrapped an arm around her waist, helping her hobble over to Val’s swivel chair. “Sit,” he said. Then he crouched in front of her, holding her ankle in his hands—his big, strong hands that she remembered could do a lot of dizzying things.
She swallowed. “It’s, um, okay.” Her head was spinning from his touch, innocent as it was.
“It’s swelling pretty badly.” He ran a finger over the large pocket of purple blood puffing up around the bone.
She flinched under his touch. She also became wildly aroused.
“Did that hurt?” he asked, his face serious, but his heated eyes telling her exactly what was on his mind.
She shook her head quickly. “Not much.” The truth was, she was surprised there was any blood left in her to pull to her ankle. All of her blood seemed to be warming all her, ah, other places. Places he’d made very happy not too long ago.
“Good,” he said, slowly lowering his mouth to brush his lips against the swelling ankle. “Did that hurt?” he asked, his voice low and deep, tickling up her body until she squirmed restlessly.
“No,” she managed to say, throat tight, mouth dry.
His eyes stayed locked on hers as he trailed more kisses from her foot, still in his hands, up the side of her calf and toward her knee. He lingered there for a long moment, making her breathing grow shallow in anticipation of where he’d go next, and what he’d do.
“What are you doing?” she asked, knowing good and well the answer. But they were at the school. In her office. While this made a nice fantasy, it was far from appropriate.
“Nothing much,” he whispered, kissing her left thigh then her right, climbing higher, and higher still.
She was about to give in—screw being appropriate, no one else was here—and then the school creaked. It wasn’t the sound she’d grown to know was the vandals at work. No, this was one of those mysterious sounds that buildings made for no apparent reason.
They both straightened.
“Yeah, an elementary school is probably not the best place to be doing this,” he said, his hand still running over her legs, making her hotter and hotter still.
“Do you have to go get Ben?” she asked, breathless from his touch. Her heart was knocking around in her chest. They’d been together a lot in the last few weeks, and he still had the power to make her feverish with need. It wasn’t just his body. It was him, all of him. His smile. His low laugh. The way he touched her so delicately at times, seeming to cherish her, and at other times he pulled her to him just as hungry as she was.
“He’s with my aunt.”
She licked her lips without thinking.Did I actually look at him and lick my lips?But yeah, he looked delicious, all hot and sweaty the way she’d hoped he would be, and her body was practically screaming for more of his touch. “My sister is out tonight,” she said. “She and Val are going to this thing outside of town.”
“I see. You didn’t want to go?” he asked, his lips curving. He could tell where this was leading, and judging from his growing smile, he liked it.
“I told them I have too much work to do.”
“You work too hard.” He leaned forward, pushing his way between her open legs, and crushed his mouth against hers, making her moan as he kissed her. Pulling back, he kissed his way toward her ear and whispered, “All work and no play, Kat. That’s very bad.”
She nodded, loving his hands as they rode up her waist. Bad idea or not, she was willing to beg him to take her right here on the floor beneath Val’s desk if she had to. She had needs that demanded to be met. Right. Now.
He grinned at her, cocking an eyebrow. “We’ll take my Jeep. You shouldn’t drive with that ankle.”
She nodded, ready to agree to anything at this point, as long as it involved her naked body against his hot and sweaty one. “Let’s hurry,” she said.
