Page 472 of Hell Hath No Fury
Things were just getting interesting when we heard the key in the door and Harm stepped away from me with a groan.
Briggs walked through the door and stalled. “Ah, hi.”
“Hey, honey. This is Harm.”
Briggs glanced at him warily.
“I’m gonna do some things around the house for your mom,” Harm said, reaching his hand out.
Briggs shook his hand. “Oh, cool. I’m Briggs. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Did you want to show me what you need done and then I can get out of your hair?” Harm said to me, and I almost kissed him with relief.
“Oh, right. Yes. I have everything in the garage. If you’ll follow me.”
I led Harm into the garage and found myself pressed up against the wall and kissed for all I was worth. I gripped his leather vest, holding on tightly as I opened my mouth for him, pressing my tongue against his.
I was the one who broke the connection, dropping my head to his chest. “Lord, you are lethal.”
He chuckled. “Back atya.”
“Okay.” I patted his chest, then guided him to the bin of supplies. “This is what I bought.”
Harm went through the box and sighed. “I don’t like any of this, Bryn.”
“Really, how come?”
“Because DC could get hold of another key and get it copied.”
I frowned. “DC?”
“Douche Canoe.”
I couldn’t stop a snort. “Oh my god, I’m never going to be able to keep a straight face now, thank you for that.”
He grinned. “You’re welcome.”
“What would you suggest?”
“How about I pick a few things up tomorrow and you can decide once I get here.”
“Just remember I have a low budget.”
“I got you,” he promised.
“Call me when you get home?” I asked, immediately wanting to take it back. God, I sounded like a desperate teenager.
His hand slid around my waist. “You wanna risk talkin’ into the wee hours of the mornin’?”
I ran my finger over his ‘member’ patch. “I just want to know you got home okay.”
He kissed me again, this time far too quickly. “I can do that.”
“I’ll walk you out.”
I walked him out, locking up behind him, then went to make sure my kid ate.
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