Page 43 of I Want Crazy (Loco, Texas 3)

Jessie was sitting with Red’s sisters, talking, when the door burst open and people started filing inside. Their gazes traveled over the walls, the TVs, and the guy in front called, “I hear you’re giving away the first round?”

Jessie jumped up, giddiness racing through her. “We’ve got some great food too! Come on in.”

Before too long, the place was packed, and Jessie was scrambling to help run orders from the kitchen. After about an hour, she started making the rounds, introducing herself. When she asked a table if they’d seen her flyer, one of the men said, “Yeah, but it was actually the loud speaker message that got me here.”

“What loud speaker message?”

“Finn drove through town, saying how the whole town was invited to check it out.”

“Who is Finn?”

“He’s the guy over there talking to Red.”

Jessie looked over at Red slapping a sandy-blond-haired guy on the back, and butterflies started going crazy in her stomach. Finn didn’t know her from Adam, but if Red called in a favor for her…

“Excuse me,” she said, weaving her way through the crowd until she was standing next to Red.

“Hey, can I borrow you for a second?”

“Sure, what’s—whoa!” She dragged him through the crowd to the storage room and pulled him inside, shutting the door firmly.

“Did you call your police friend Finn to drive through town and announce the opening?”

“Yeah, but only because it was my fault people weren’t showing up. I wasn’t exactly shy about voicing my concerns with the changes you were making—”

She threw her arms around him, squeezing him around the neck until he dipped his head down so she could kiss him. “Thank you,” she whispered against his lips.

“You’re welcome, but—”

She interrupted him again, arching on her toes to bring her mouth closer to his, slipping her tongue into his mouth to play with his. It had been so long since anyone had done something for her because they were just being nice or trying to make something up to her, she couldn’t even remember the last time.

His hands gripped her ass and lifted her against him, turning so she was pressed into the shelves. She locked her ankles against his back, her legs around his hips, and when he took over, she let him. Her insides throbbed with need, and she wanted to rip open his jeans and let him take her.

Loud laughter outside the door brought her out of her lust-filled haze, and she pulled away. “I really, really want to do this, but I should probably get back out there.”

“Does this mean I get a rain check?”

“Definitely.”

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Red was wiping down the last table as Jessie said good night to the staff. It was just after two, and Red knew one thing for sure: the people there tonight had embraced Jessie as one of their own. She’d made the rounds, introduced herself to everyone, and as a result, he’d been scolded several times for bad-mouthing such a “kind soul.”

As she locked the door, she turned around to face him, a tired smile on her face. “That was amazing.”

He grinned as he threw the towel behind the bar. “You are amazing.”

“I may have been told that once or twice before.” She walked toward him with a definite sway to her hips. Red’s pulse sped up as she drew closer until there was barely an inch between them.

He reached up, cradling the line of her jaw, and asked, “So I was thinking, about that rain check…”

“Yeah?” she whispered, her fingers finding the buttons of his shirt and slipping each one slowly out of its hole.

He took a deep breath, and her coconut scent mixed with her slow removal of his shirt made his cock stir. “You smell delicious.”

She spread his shirt completely open and raised those green eyes up to his. His gaze dropped to her pink, parted lips as she rose up on her tiptoes, bringing her mouth close enough to kiss…

He could feel the warmth of her breath as she asked, “You were saying about that rain check?”

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