Page 73 of Snap Shot

“Seriously?” Landon resists playfully when told to let go, cursing under his breath.

I smooth the bunched skirt as I hop down, ignoring the pooling between my thighs. The rushed pace of my legs have my heels clacking on the floor the entire way to my bag.

A breath puffs out, in preparation for not sounding wound up. “Hey, Bea. What's up?”

“Indi! Thank God, you picked up. My car broke down and Gabe is MIA. My parents are out of town and helppppp.”

“Shit. That sucks.Um, where are you?”

“Wait. What are you doing? Why are you so out of breath?”

Crap. I eye over to Landon who mouths an unclear question. “Uh, nothing. The volume of the ringtone scared the bejesus out of me.”

“Okay, good. I'm having the car towed to the mechanic. Can you come get me? I'm out in Navan.”

“Navan? What the hell were you doing out there?”

“Battery dying, explain later! I'll drop a pin.” She hangs up without another word, but her message pops up with the location right after.

I fire up the directions and wiggle my phone in Landon's direction.

“Duty calls.”

He gasps out a laugh. “No fucking way. You're going?Now?”

“Uteruses before duderuses.”

“You're really gonna leave me,” he whines, stepping out from behind the island to reveal the bulge extending across his thigh, “like this?”

Wow-wow-wee-wow. That issomething. Lips pulling into my mouth, I fight back a smile. Doesn't work though, because little ol' me managed to rile up Landon Radek.

“You'll have to take care of that” —my finger waves a circle in the air, pointing at his crotch— “on your own. But this wasfun.” I lift a grateful shoulder before slinging my work bag's strap over it. “Thanks.”

Landon catches up to me before I make it to the door. “Fun? There hasgotto be a better word for what we just did.”

I hum in sarcastic wonder. “You think about that. Meanwhile, I gotta go rescue my friend.”

“I'll definitely be thinking aboutthat.” His hand finds that perfect position on my lower back to draw me closer. “This works both ways, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“I get to call you whenever I want, too.”

“I suppose. But I'm very busy—”

“Good.” The opposite thumb traces the bottom outline of my lower lip. “One day, these are gonna be mine.”

He likes a challenge, but so do I. Both of us have a lot to lose if this game goes awry. If it does, I refuse to walk away the loser. “Not a chance.”

“We'll see.” He drops a kiss into the corner of my jaw and murmurs into the delicate skin there. “Bet you one grand that someday you'll beg me to tongue-fuck your mouth.”

I clear my throat. “Uh-huh. Good night, Radek.”

“Night, Indi.”

My body slumps against the back wall of the elevator once the doors slide closed. I clench my chest over my heart and take the ride down to recover and re-disguise myself with dark outerwear.

Gym Guy:Hot.

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