Page 41 of Wilde Abandon

He set the alarm, locked up, then rushed to push the elevator button for her.“Yes.”He wanted her to spend every night with him.

She looked up at him.“It’ll be late again.”

“I don’t care what time it is.”He brushed his hand down her long, tousled hair.

“You will when I keep disturbing your sleep and keeping you up.”

He pulled her into his arms.“Please do.”

“You say that now, but it’s been a problem in the past and I don’t want it to be one for us.”

“It won’t be.I often get lost in work late into the night.And if I sleep through the night, you can be sure I’ll make it up to you in the morning.”

She leaned into him and smiled.“I look forward to it.”

They stepped onto the elevator.She hit the button for the first floor.

He kissed her, long and deep.He lost himself in her.

“Hey, I told the client we’ll be ten minutes late, but if we don’t hurry, we’ll be later than that,” Max grumbled.

Fox kept kissing Melody because that seemed infinitely more important than whatever Max was saying.

“Come on, man.I get you.She’s your real-life fantasy, but we have to go.”Max’s exasperation finally penetrated.

Fox broke the kiss and stared down at Melody’s cheeks, which were blush-kissed thanks to Max’s comment.“See you tonight.”

She patted his chest.“Yes.”

He took her hand and walked through the lobby with her.Outside, he pulled out his wallet.“Let me give you my credit card, so you can call the plumber for Tanya.”

She held up her hand.“No worries.I’ve got this.”

“I’m not letting you pay for her plumber.”

She shook her head.“I’m actually a decent plumber.I fix the sinks and bathroom fixtures all the time at the bar.”

“Seriously?”Dean asked.

“One of my many hidden talents, boys.”She went up on tiptoe and kissed Fox quick.“Have a nice day, dear.”With that, she walked toward the parking lot, her hips swaying, his heart somehow tethered to hers.

“I’ll call you later.”

She raised her hand and waved at him, but didn’t turn around.

“You are so gone for her.”Max slapped his hand on Fox’s shoulder.“Can we focus on work now that the hot brunette with the killer walk is gone?”

Fox turned and faced Max eye to eye.“Don’t look at her that way.”

“Dude.I get it.She’s yours.”

“Damn straight.And this time I’m not letting anything or anyone mess it up.”

“Good,” Dean said.“So I guess that means you’ll be telling hereverything.”

He hesitated, even though he shouldn’t, because it was her.“Eventually.”

Max, ever cautious, especially when it came to money, nodded his agreement.“You should wait.”

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