I looked over at her and watched a carnal darkness roll over her eyes. My cock pulsed to life as I closed my truck door, slamming it with purpose. I leaned over and captured Dani’s lips, letting my tongue slide against hers as she cupped my cheek. So long as I lived, I’d never get enough of this woman. She’d never cease to amaze me, and she’d always have my heart.

So long as I lived.

“Mmmm, I think I know exactly what you’re thinking, gorgeous.”

She nuzzled my nose. “Good. Because I’m starving.”

“For this meat, huh?”

She blinked. “No, crazy. For a cheeseburger. Duh.”

I paused. “Seriously?”

She smiled brightly. “Then maybe some dessert. Like a milkshake.”

“Poured over your body, I hope.”

She bopped my nose with her finger. “Be a good boy, and you can cover my body in anything you want.”

“Mmmm, yes ma’am.”

I captured her lips, reveling in how wonderful she tasted. But she was right. If I was hungry, she had to be hungry. The tiny little thing. I slid my fingers through her hair, gripping her tendrils softly. And after pulling her face away from mine, I lost myself in her gorgeous brown eyes.

“Thank you.”

She furrowed her brow. “For what, Max?”

“For saving me. For planning this all out. For working a fucking miracle and somehow saving my guys in the process.”

“Our guys.”

I smirked. “Right. Our guys. Thank you, Dani. For bringing your intelligence into this scenario. Because without it, I don’t know where the hell we’d be.”

She smiled. “Well, now we’re even. You save my life, and I save yours.”

30

Dani

The four-hour drive back to Max’s place tasted like victory and smelled like paradise. The cheeseburgers we picked up along the way filled the cabin of the car as we chowed down and wiped our faces with cheap paper napkins. The minutes ticked by as we sped down the highway with the windows rolled down and the classic rock station blaring. It was the freest I’d felt in a very long time. And seeing Max relaxed for the first time since I’d met him was something I never thought I’d witness.

“I like this side of you, handsome.”

Max snickered. “What side of me?”

“So cool, and calm, and relaxed.”

“What? I’m like that all the time.”

I blew a raspberry. “Yeah, right.”

He took the exit we needed. “I’m always calm. That’s what makes me tick.”

“Calmness makes you tick?”

“Yeah. Why not?”

“I’m pretty sure that phrase doesn’t mean what you think it means.”