Page 45 of Snowed Under

“Wow, what was that for?”

When I pull back, we’re both panting and I want to tell him exactly what I’m feeling, but self doubt is creeping in just as fast as my eagerness to jump him just was. Does a guy like Cole reallywant me?

“Ains?” he prompts when I don’t answer. “What is it you want?”

“I want to—” I breathe. “It’s just that—” I can’t even say it. I rest my forehead on his shoulder for a moment while I gather myself.

“It’s just that what?”

“I don’t know how to say it.”

“You can say anything to me. I want you to always be open and honest about how you’re feeling.”

“I’m feeling like I want you, Cole. I want you so bad.”

“I want you too,” he says right back, without hesitation.

I lift my head from my hiding spot on his shoulder. “I need you right now.”

He makes a show of turning his neck, glancing around the almost deserted parking lot and says, “Right here and now?”

I nod.

He grins, pulling me back in. His tongue finds mine, and I lay my hand flat against his chest, feeling the strong wall of muscle underneath my hand. When I glide my hand south and cup him through his jeans, he almost chokes.

“Holy shit, Ains.” I take great pride in the fact he’s breathing so heavily. “I like a wild adventure, but I’m not sure how your mom’s gonna feel if we get caught foolin’ around in the hospital parking lot.”

“You’re probably right.” There’s no two ways about it, which proves I’ve temporarily gone insane. “Drive fast and we’ll get to your place or mine—” I can’t even believe I’m saying the words.

He kisses me again, his mouth warm and his touch gentle, then reaches around to start the engine as I press my palm against his erection and squeeze. It feels very hard and intimidatingly large. “Fuck,Shorty.”

“You are the sexiest man I’ve ever met, Cole Garrison. I need you. I need to feel you inside me,” I whisper the words in his ear, too embarrassed for him to see my face. My cheeks are beet red and practically on fire, but I don’t care. He needs to know.

“I can make it to mine in three minutes, without breakin’ the law,” he tells me. His hands cup my face as we stare at one another. “I want you, too, baby girl. The fact you jumped me in my own truck is so…”

“Forward? Unwanted?”

He burst into laughter. “I forgot how articulate you are. But unwanted? He presses his hand against mine between his legs. “This has been rock hard for you since last year. I haven’t been with anyone else since before the night of speed dating.”

My eyes go wide. “What the hell?”

“Yeah, the boys give me shit about it, but I blame bein’ too busy at work.” He pinches my chin. “That wasn’t the case. It felt disloyal.”

I frown. “You waited that long?”

“Yup.”

“Even when I went back to Drake?” I swallow my guilt around why I even did that. I wanted it to work, or so I thought, but I had no clue what I was in for. Certainly not a cheater or a liar. I also had no idea Cole was interested in me that way.

“Even then. I knew it wouldn’t last, and trust me, if I knew he was a cheatin’, lyin’ asshole, I would’ve been the first one to tell you. I knew you deserved better, and that I could be a better boyfriend than him.”

Boyfriend.Holy shit, that sounded good. “A better boyfr?—”

That sexy grin tugs on his gorgeous face at my surprise. “You heard it.”

“Say it again.”

He doesn’t hesitate. “I’ll make a better boyfriend than him.”

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