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I’d give her a lot more time than that if she wanted it. “If that’s what you want, I’ll make it happen. What time do you want me?”
“All the time.”
I smiled, loving that she felt that way. “Good to know. But on Wednesday, when would you like me to come to your place?”
“Does six o’clock work?”
I nodded. “I’ll be there.”
“Okay. I should probably give you your kiss to make up for yesterday, so you can give me the ones I need to last until tomorrow. Then I’ve got to get going, so I can get home and shower before work.”
My palms rubbed over her ass and outer hips. “I’m waiting on you, sunshine.”
Her eyes were dancing as she closed the distance between our mouths and kissed me. And after I’d madesure she’d gotten what she needed to last her until tomorrow, I opened her door for her and waited until she folded inside.
“See you tomorrow morning, Landen.”
“See you tomorrow, Iris. Have a good day at work.”
“You, too.”
For good measure, I leaned in, kissed her once more, and closed her door. Then she took off, and I finally made my way into my own vehicle.
I drove myself home to shower and get ready for work, and before I knew it, I was in the Harper Security Ops building, walking toward my office. I sat down at my desk, thoughts of Iris consuming my mind, as I went about sorting through my case files for the day.
“Did you just solve a case?”
I looked up from the paperwork on my desk and found one of my closest friends, Hart Anderson, standing there with a questioning look on his face. I was just as curious, because I wasn’t sure I understood the reasoning behind his question. “I just arrived a few minutes ago. I mean, I’m good at what I do, but I’m not that good.”
He shrugged. “I knew you just got here. I was pulling into the parking lot when you were walking through the front door. But I guess I assumed you must have figured something out on a case over the weekend or something. You seem much too happy to be at work, otherwise.”
My lips twitched as I thought back on my weekend and the time that I’d spent with Iris this morning before I left the gym. “I met someone.”
“I was wondering when you were going to say something.”
“What?”
He shrugged. “Word gets around quickly in this office.”
Nodding, I muttered, “Avalon.”
“So, the last one of us is down for the count.” Hart pushed off the door jamb and stepped inside my office, ultimately lowering himself into one of the chairs on the opposite side of my desk with a huge grin on his face. “Well, that explains your mood this morning.”
“I wouldn’t say I’m down for the count.”
“Yeah, I said something along those lines not that long ago,” he reminded me.
He had. And if there was anyone who worked in this building that I suspected might never get there, it was Hart. As happy as I was for him, I could admit I was frustrated when he got there before I had. “The difference is that you were hooking up with Reagan for a year before anyone knew about it. Iris and I only just went out on our first date on Friday.”
Hart inclined his head with understanding. “Fair enough. So, where did you meet her?”
“The gym.”
“The gym? You go there first thing every morning.”
I nodded. “Yeah. She does, too.”
His eyes turned to little slits as he assessed me. “Is she a new member?”
