Page 20 of Operation K-9 Brothers
Wild need raged through him, and he wanted to devour her right here.Right now.He wasn’t sure he would ever get enough of her, of her taste, of the feel of her body pressed to his.He wanted to consume her and be consumed by her.
“You taste like cherries,” he murmured against her mouth.
“Lip gloss.”
How could he resist a woman who smelled like vanilla and tasted like cherries?He broke away from her mouth and peppered kisses across her cheek until he reached her neck.He pressed his tongue over her pulse point, feeling the rapid beat of her heart.She purred, sounding like a kitten.He smiled against her skin, gave serious consideration to taking her down to the ground with him.
This wasn’t the place—and maybe even not yet the time—for giving free rein to what he wanted, what he was practically dying for.He reluctantly pulled away, then rested his forehead against hers.She scared him.The timing was all wrong for the connection and chemistry they had between them.
Yet he knew he wouldn’t walk away from her, even though he should.
“I’m seconds away from forgetting we’re in a public place,” he said.“If I told you what I’m feeling inside right now, you’d have too much power over me, Nichole.”He leaned back and looked into her eyes.“So I won’t.”
Her gaze fell to the zipper in his jeans, then she lifted mischief-filled eyes to his.“I think I can make an educated guess.But more research might be in order before I’m positive.”
He laughed.“Research is good as long as I’m the subject matter.”He slipped his hand around hers.“You have a grill?”
“Doesn’t everyone?”
“If not, they should.How would you feel about picking up a couple of steaks for dinner?I’ll cook.”They could go to his house, but he’d never brought a woman there before.It was his sanctuary, and although he liked the idea of seeing Nichole in his home, in his mind that was stepping their relationship up another level.He didn’t think he was ready for that.Wasn’t sure he ever would be.
“Sounds great.”
“You could also show me your studio and teach me how to make a bowl or something.”
“Only if you agree to reenact the scene fromGhost.I’ve always wanted to do that.I just haven’t found the right man before.”
“I have no idea what that is.”
She stared up at him as if he had two heads.“Seriously?That is only one of the most erotic movie scenes ever.I have the DVD.We’ll watch it first so you’ll know what to do.”
“If it involves you and erotic in the same sentence, then I’m your man.”
“We’ll see if you’re up to the challenge.”
“Nichole, a little advice.Never challenge a SEAL unless you’re prepared for the consequences.”
She laughed.“I’m not afraid of you, big guy.”
This girl.How did she do it, make him feel like the luckiest man in the world that she liked him?
Nichole glanced at the man sitting on her sofa.Her house was small—a two-bedroom, one bath—and with him in it, it seemed as if the place had shrunk.Dakota sat next to his legs, ever watchful.
“Does she even know how to relax?”she asked.The fascinating thing was Rambo.He sat close to her, mimicking her, his eyes alert.Maybe instead of spending the time to teach him to behave, she should just turn him over to Dakota for training.
“At home, after she hears the click of the door lock.”
Nichole marched to her door and turned the lock.Sure enough, at the sound, the dog visibly relaxed.Dakota glanced up at Jack, some kind of message seemed to pass between them, and then she made a few circles before curling up at his feet with her chin on his shoes.Rambo watched with interest, then copied her.
“You two are spooky,” she said.But cool spooky.“It’s like you mind-talk with each other.”
He grinned.“We actually do.She wanted to know if I liked you.”
“Did she?And what did you say?”
His gaze snared hers.“Yes, very much.”
Be still my heart.“Well, it’s only fair since I like you very much, too.”If he had any clue how lethal that smile of his was, he’d keep it on his face at all times.Before she melted into a puddle in the middle of her living room, she grabbed her box of DVDs.
