Page 74 of Take My Name
And mine.
Warren helps me out of his truck once again after he parks next to my car.
“Would it be okay if I hugged you good night?” he asks, almost nervously.
“Of course.” I reach for him and he smothers me in his big arms. He’s so warm and comforting.
To hell with it.
“Warren…” I breathe out his name.
One syllable is all it takes for him to read my mind.
“Are you su?—”
I cup his face, pulling him closer, and crush his mouth to mine. My tongue breaches his lips, and I sink inside, seeking his warmth. He lowers his hands to my ass, picks me up, and presses my back against the side of his truck. His hips pin me in place as my legs tighten around his waist. A moan releases from deep in my throat when I feel his erection jab into my stomach.
This kiss is desperate, needy, and somehow gentle—it’s everything at once. I can’t keep up with the emotions bubbling inside me.
“Fuck, Maisie,” he drawls, sliding down my jawline. “I’m gonna cum in my pants if you don’t stop grindin’ against me.”
I hadn’t realized I was doing it.
“Sorry,” I say breathlessly, untangling my legs from his waist.
He helps set me down, both of us panting.
“Shit, I’m the one who’s sorry.” He scrubs a hand through his hair, causing some of the strands to stick up.
“Don’t be. I’m the one who kissed you.”
“Yeah, but I went overboard.”
“No, it was perfect.” I swipe a finger under my eye, wishing I’d worn waterproof mascara. “That was a much better last kiss. One I’ll never forget.”
My throat burns getting those last words out, but I had to say them.
“R-right,” he stammers, taking a hesitant step back. “Me neither.”
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have?—”
“Stop apologizin’.” He tilts up my chin, forcing our gazes to meet. “We have three more days together. Let’s enjoy ’em, alright?”
I suck in my lower lip, nodding. “Okay.”
“I’m takin’ you dancin’ tomorrow, so wear your cowgirl getup.”
“My what?”
The corner of his mouth lifts. “Ya know—a pretty dress, cowboy boots, and hat. We’re goin’ to Honky’s.”
A laugh bubbles out of me, remembering how crazy that place was years ago. “Seriously?”
“Bodie talked me into it and I figured you could use a fun night out.”
I smile wide because that does sound like a good time. “Can’t wait.”
This time when Warren opens my car door, he leans down and presses his lips to my forehead. “Drive safe, Maze.”
