Page 47 of Choosing You

Slowly, she felt herself relax. This was so nice, so good, and she wondered how she had gone for so long not being with him. How could she have wasted three years? And just like that, her mind started racing again.

“I can hear you thinking from here,” Will murmured quietly. “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

What was the point of lying? They were eerily in sync with each other. “I can’t get my mind to quiet down enough to let me.”

“I hate when that happens. I’m sorry.”

Sloane placed a light kiss on his chest. “Me too. I’ll be all right. I’ve never let it keep me up all night before.”

“What are you thinking about? Anything I can help with?”

And now she felt bad because she’d kept him awake when he needed sleep more than she did. He had an actual job to do tomorrow and thanks to her, he was going to end up going in tired.

“It’s nothing. Go back to sleep,” she said softly, running her hands over his warm skin in hopes of relaxing him. He was so warm and muscular—more muscular than she had let herself imagine over the years—and he felt wonderful. Somehow, she couldn’t imagine ever growing tired of touching him.

Another kiss on his chest.

And then another.

Will hissed out a breath when her tongue teased around his nipple, and his arms tightened around her. “You really don’t expect me to go back to sleep now, do you?” His voice was rough and deep, and it sent tingles down her spine.

“Maybe,” she teased even as she moved over him, straddling him under the sheets. “I can’t help it. You just feel so good.”

Then Will’s hands joined in—caressing the backs of her thighs, her bottom, and then up her back. Sloane’s back bowed and before she knew it, he leaned forward and captured one of her nipples with his lips.

“Payback,” he said against her skin.

She sighed with pleasure. It felt so good. Everything he was doing felt so damn good. Between his hands and his lips and the erection that was pressing fully against her belly, she forgot to feel guilty about waking him up.

“Sloane,” he whispered, and she didn’t wait to hear what else he had to say. She bent forward and kissed him, pouring everything she had into it.

And as he slowly positioned her so he could sink into her, the only thing she could focus on was how amazing he felt.

But there was a little voice in the back of her head that wished this was the kind of life she could settle into.

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“Oh my God! That’s amazing!”

Sloane beamed at the praise. She was sitting in the office at the garage with Devin’s wife MacKenzie and she had just put together a basic reel for the business.

“That took you like…less than five minutes! How is that even possible? It takes me easily fifteen minutes to do that sort of thing and even then it doesn’t look half as good!”

“Practice,” Sloane told her. “There are templates I use because I stalk all the reels every day as part of my job. Then I keep a folder of them and have learned how to quickly replicate them. It’s kind of cool to have a different subject to work with. I’ve never done anything with cars before.”

Although now that she was here—and after seeing the ones Will had back at his place—she could already envision doing some fun stuff with them for content.

Who knew?

“For the most part, there aren’t a lot of exciting cars that come through here,” MacKenzie was saying. “Most days it’s pretty routine stuff—oil changes, brake jobs, transmissions. But it could be nice to feature the basics of the shop, the guys, and the relationship to the town. It’s kind of wild how the businesses here in town are almost the characters of the story, just like people.”

“So you grew up here too?”

“Me? Um, no,” MacKenzie replied with a small laugh. “I grew up in Syracuse—upstate New York. I was driving cross-country because I was planning on moving to Oregon when my car broke down about an hour from here. Devin happened to be driving down the road and found me. It was this deserted highway, and it was storming like crazy. I was convinced I was going to die there. Anyway, he stopped and looked at my car, but he couldn’t diagnose anything right there on the spot. He took me to the nearest diner until he could get a tow truck out there to get my car and bring it back here to the shop.”

“Oh, wow! That’s wild!”

Grinning, she went on. “I literally had my entire life in that car, so I had no place to stay, no job, and I was practically broke. Devin gave me a place to stay, and, because the repairs on the car were going to cost a small fortune, he gave me a job.”

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