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“Bummer.”
Chuckling, I shook my head. “I didn’t see you pack anything to take this morning. So, I made something.”
“You cooked for me, Taji?”
I couldn’t think straight.
“Be careful. In some countries that’s a declaration of love.”
I choked on air then smacked his shoulder.
“You do know that one of the sexiest things a woman can do for a man, is cook for him?” Trucker asked. “Especially if she does it naked.”
“Trucker!”
Dear God, is he supposed to smell this good covered in sweat?
I glanced around to see if anyone had heard what he’d said.
“Um—wait.” I blushed even more.
I pushed at his chest.
He released me and chuckled.
I eased my body away from him to grab a piece of paper towel from the roll I always kept in my car. When I went back and tried handing it to him, Trucker merely caught me around the hips, placed me between his body and the car and met my gaze.
“You have control here, Taji.” His voice was soft. “If you want to dry me off, be my guest.”
“They’re staring.” I wanted so much to hide in his arms. “Always fucking staring.”
“Let them.”
Nervously, I folded the piece of paper towel, and tapped one side of his neck, then the other. I tapped his forehead, down over his nose then his cheeks just under his eyes.
Once I was satisfied, I gathered a cold bottle of water from the stack and pressed it against his neck.
Trucker growled in his throat, and I knew immediately that if I let him, I could be in trouble.
That naughty kind of trouble.
“Hungry?” I asked.
He took the bottle from my hand and wrung the cap off. He didn’t reply to my question until after he’d had most of the water.
“Starving.”
But from the way he stared at me, my horny brain knew he wasn’t speaking about food.
Still, I allowed him to help me remove my treasures from the vehicle then we walked off toward a lawn on the far side of the firehouse.
I spread my emergency blanket on the grass while he hunched down to see what I’d packed.
“Chili dogs.” He laughed softly. “Taji, will you marry me?”
“You’re easy, Trucker.” I giggled. “All I have to do is feed you?”
“You know what they say the best way to a man’s heart is.” Trucker laughed. “They didn’t lie.”
