Page 23 of Under the Moonlight

That should have had her running for the hills, but instead, she wanted to go to him and burrow close.

“I was thinking I should escort you ladies’ home to pack a bag,” Xander said, breaking into her thoughts.

“Pack a bag?” Greer said.

Xander took a long draw of his coffee, quirking one eyebrow at her. “Yeah. I’m not leaving you alone with Pax and Dakota still out there. You’ll come back here and bunk with me.”

“How many people are coming?” she asked.

“If it’s Clyde and his sons, four. If his wife and daughters are coming, then it’s seven.”

Greer set her coffee cup down, waiting for him to catch up. “And where are we all going to sleep? There’re only three rooms and a couch.”

“You make a point there, but I’m still not having you stay alone.”

She shrugged. “Then come over to my place.”

Jill waved her hand at them. “Um, excuse me? I know you’re not planning on leaving me here with a house full of strangers.”

Xander chuckled. “Relax, the only danger you’ll get from Clyde and his wife, Norma, is that they might try to mate you with one of their sons.”

“Mate me?” Jill’s voice rose three octaves. “Nobody is mating me!”

The corner of Xander’s mouth twitched with suppressed laughter, and Greer had to bite her lip not to giggle. It seemed he was getting used to her friend’s dramatics.

“I’ll let them know, but Jill, you can’t stay alone at your place. Pax may decide he made a mistake letting you live, so unless you want to bring one of the Larson’s back to your place for a sleepover, you’re bunking here.”

“Or I could go with you guys,” Jill argued. “Greer’s got an extra room.”

Xander’s expression when he met Greer’s gaze was filled with hunger and exasperation. Despite the danger that surrounded them, they had started something last night. Something both were dying to continue, if only they could find a moment alone.

Greer decided to be blunt. “I think Xander wants to have me all to himself.”

Jill’s gaze shot back and forth between them with a disgruntled expression before she released a heavy sigh. “Got it. All night sexcapades and I’d be a third wheel. Fine, I’ll pack a bag and stay here. But I am not sleeping on the couch. If I’m going to be in witness protection, I’m going to at least get a goodnight sleep.”

As Jill took her coffee and headed upstairs, Xander leaned against the kitchen counter with a groan. “Is she always that colorful?”

Greer padded over to him and set her coffee down on the counter. Then, she wrapped her arms around his waist before kissing his chest. “Welcome to the wonderful world of Jill Meyers.”

“I was trying to be subtle, but she wasn’t taking the hint.”

“No, Jill’s pretty dense. You have to spell out what you want or she’ll miss the point.”

“Speaking of pointed questions…” Xander kissed her, lingering on her lips. “Does this mean that I get to kiss you tonight?”

“Yep.”

His hands traveled over her back and squeezed her buttocks. “And touch.”

“Uh huh.” Her hand slipped around to the front of his jeans, cupping his erection. “And a whole, lot more.”

A deep sound vibrated in his chest. “I’ll be counting down the hours.”

Me too.

16

Later that afternoon, Clyde called to let him know that he was about an hour out with his sons and they were starving. Greer had offered to call in a couple pizzas, shocked when he’d told her to order seven.

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