Page 49 of Wild Rush
“Hi.” Her smile fell a little. “Um, so, I—”
He vaulted the bar so fast his head spun. Then again, that could be the woman in front of him.
“Reena.” She was in his arms, pressed against his chest so tight he was certain she couldn’t breathe, but he couldn’t let her go. Not yet.
“Rush.” Pushing against him, she managed to put some space between them. Laughing, she looked up at him. “I guess that means youarehappy to see me. That stunned mullet face had me worried for a moment.”
“What are you doing here? Not that I’m complaining, but you aren’t supposed to be coming up here until next weekend.” Fuck. She was in his arms. He’d missed holding her so much he wasn’t sure he’d be able to let go anytime soon.
“There’s been a change of plans.” She studied him closely. “How would you feel about seeing me more often than every other week?”
“Reena,” he lowered his brow to hers, “I’d be happy to see you every second of my life, but—”
“Okay.” She grinned at him. “But I’m not sure your boss would be happy if I came to work with you.”
“What?”
“Also, do you think it would be all right if I stayed with you, or should I book a room until I find somewhere else?”
“Find somewhere…” He let her go, but only so he could grab her face in his hands. “What are you talking about?”
“I need somewhere to stay.”
“You’ll stay with me until you go home.”
“Ah, well, about that…” She shrugged. “I discovered something when you left last week. Something I’d never realized—and something that changed everything.”
“Okay.” She wasn’t making sense, and Rush wanted to let her get to whatever it was she was trying to say, he did, he just couldn’t wait another minute to get his mouth on hers. So when she opened her mouth to speak, he took full advantage and kissed her.
Her hands slid up his chest and around his neck, her fingers toying with his hair. He removed his hands from her face and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her off her feet. Turning, he planted her ass on the bar and nudged her knees apart to make room for him to move in close.
“Well. I’m not sure what’s worse. Being fondled by a drunken guest in an elevator, or finding my bar manager groping a guest on top of said bar.”
Rush tore his mouth from Reena’s. Breathing hard, he stared into her heavy-lidded eyes and smiled. “You’re here.”
“I’m here.”
He ignored Cam, who’d taken a seat a few stools away. “You’re here early, and you need somewhere to stay. Plus, you aren’t sure you can give me every second of my life because my boss,” he tipped his head in Cam’s direction, “wouldn’t be happy if I brought you to work with me.”
Reena nodded.
“Fuck. What did you do?”
She opened her mouth and he placed a hand over it.
“Wait. Give me a second. Jesus. Shit. Okay. Okay.” He sucked in a breath then took his hand away. “Go.”
“After you’d gone, I discovered that home isn’t a place. Not a house, or a city, or anywhere on earth except here.” She pressed her hand to her chest. “Home is where the heart is—and my heart is with you, Rush Whelan. I love you.”
Dear god. His knees shook and he had to lock them to remain upright. “Sabreena.” He cupped her cheek and she leaned into his touch, turned and kissed his palm. “Baby.”
“So anyway,” she said as she straightened. “I quit my job, packed up my house and put it on the market, and came to where my home is.”
“Fuck.” His knees gave out. “I need to sit.”
Reena laughed when his ass hit the stool hard. “Nice to know I can sweep you off your feet the way you did me.”
He rested his forehead on her thigh. “Cam.”
