Page 25 of My Best Friend's Mardi Gras Wedding

“Wow,” she finally said softly.

Josh became aware that everyone around them had gone completely quiet and were now watching them.He glanced behind him.Yep, his family was there too.Everyone looked wildly curious and he knew that his mom, dad, and all of his grandmothers and grandfathers would know about this in roughly fifteen minutes.

He might as well give them a really great story.

Josh stalked toward her.She sucked in a quick, sexy little breath as he got close.Without a word, he bent, and lifted her over his shoulder with a little “Josh!”from her.Then he headed for the office.He stepped into the cramped room with the single desk and stacks upon stacks of files, papers, and catalogs.He slammed the door behind him, locked it, and put Tori back on her feet.

“Wha—”

He covered her mouth with his.

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God, she tasted amazing.Better than he’d remembered.And he’d been remembering a lot.Often.Almost every night.That had gotten to him the most.He was never affected by women like this.He’d kissed far more than his share of girls in his life.He’d had some really amazing nights with several of them.And he barely remembered their names.Oh, there were a few whose names he remembered, sure.And he’d had two girlfriends in high school that he’d really liked and still saw around town.But he had never thought about a woman every single night for even a week after simply kissing her, not to mention nearly a year.

Tori gave a soft moan that made him hard and aching in one second flat.She arched against him, slid her hands up his neck to his head, pushed his hat off, and then ran her fingers through his hair.

Holy shit, that felt good.

Her hands in his hair.That was all she’d done and yet he was two seconds away from putting her up against the wall and driving deep.

Of course, he had to get her shorts out of the way first.

He cupped her ass, pulling her up against his throbbing cock and started walking her backward.She went with it, taking those steps, her lips and tongue moving against his.

When her back was against the wall, he slid his hands up her sides, his thumbs skimming over the outside curves of her breasts.She shivered slightly at the touch.He kept going, for now, not stopping until he cupped her face.

He kissed her long and hot, drinking in her taste and scent.Her hands went to his hips, her fingers hooking through the belt loops on his khaki shorts.She pulled him against her, arching her back, the fly of her jeans against his.

Josh sucked in a deep breath and finally, reluctantly, lifted his head.

“I’m so fucking glad to see you.”

“I’m so fucking glad I got on that bus,” she said, her voice breathless, her smile wide.

“I hope you’re planning to stay for a while.Like all day.And night.And then the next.Four or five.”

Her eyes widened.“The next four or fivedays?”

He lowered his head, brushing his lips over hers.“I was thinking more like months.”

She laughed softly, her breath hot against his mouth.“So everything I remember feeling last year is still here.”

“Definitely still here,” he agreed.And stronger.Absence did make the heart grow fonder.He also knew it made memories fade and fantasies grow.But it seemed that neither of those things had happened in regard to Tori.He remembered everything—the freckles on her nose, the length of her eyelashes, the reddish-gold highlights in her hair, the way her laugh punched him in the gut and made him hard as steel.

“Thank God,” she said softly.

“So that’s a yes to the four or five months?”

She laughed again.“Part of me is a very definite yes.”

“That’s the part I want.”

“Well, I can definitely offer you a chance to hang out with me for a few days.”

“Done.”

“You don’t even want to know what for?”

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