Page 32 of Bones

“I get it.” He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the temple. “We can take things at whatever speed you want.”

“Thank you, Wyatt. I appreciate that.”

“I guess I should be getting you back.”

“Okay.”

He waited as I collected my things, then led me out to his truck. And just like that, our date was over, and we were headed back to the clubhouse. I glanced over at Wyatt, and just looking at his handsome face had me second-guessing my decision to take things slow. It was too late to do anything about it now, so I sighed and turned my attention to the road ahead.

“You okay over there?”

“Yeah, I’m good,” I lied. “Just a little tired.”

“Hope I didn’t keep you out too late.”

“No, not at all. I had a wonderful time, and I’m sad it had to end.”

“Well, how ‘bout we go do something tomorrow night?”

“What would you want to do?”

“I’m up for anything. We could go to the city, or we could just hang at my place again. Whatever you want.”

“Either would be great. I honestly don’t care what we do, so you choose.”

“Okay, we’ll figure out something.”

When we got to the clubhouse, Wyatt led me inside, and to my surprise, we didn’t see any of the brothers as we walked down the hall to my room. I opened my door and thought he’d follow me inside, but he remained fixed in the doorway. “I best be going.”

“Okay.” The thought of him leaving made my heart ache a little. “Good night.”

“Night.”

With that, he brought his hands to my face, gently cupping his palms along my jaw as he lowered his lips to mine, kissing me passionately. God. He felt so good, smelled so good, and I couldn’t help but let myself get swept away.

I let my hands roam over the perfectly defined muscles of his chest, then around to his back as I inched closer. I felt so safe in his arms, like nothing in the world could harm me as long as he was holding me close. Just as I was melting into his arms, he released my mouth and said, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I stood there, lost in a blissful haze, as Wyatt turned and made his way back down the hall. Once he was out of sight, I stepped into my room and closed the door. I was still floating on Cloud 9 as I slipped on my pajamas and curled into bed. I closed my eyes, but there was no way I was going to get any sleep. My mind was swimming with thoughts about Wyatt.

The sexy curve of his lips when he smiled, the spark in his eyes when he looked at me, and most of all, the feel of his lips on mine. Every breath I took brought on another thought or memory, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. And I wasn’t so sure I wanted to. I liked the way I felt when I was with him.

I spent hours staring at the ceiling, reliving every moment I’d shared with him, and before I knew it, the sun was starting to rise. I didn’t do well with no sleep, so I laid there for another hour or so, hoping I might doze off. Sadly, all I did was toss and turn, so I got out of bed and headed into the bathroom for a shower.

Just as I feared, I was tired and grumpy. I hoped that the hot water would help, but no such luck. I was just as irritable when I got out and dried off. I managed to get dressed without any issues, but I had no desire to put on makeup or fix my hair. I just threw on a baseball cap, then headed to the kitchen for coffee and a bite to eat.

When I walked in, Lacy and the girls were gathered around the stove, making breakfast for the guys. At first, they didn’t notice that I’d entered the room and was pouring myself a cup of coffee, but the second Lacy spotted me, she shrieked, “There you are! I was beginning to think you would never get up!”

“It’s not even eight o’clock.”

“Yeah, well, we’ve been up since six.” Lacy followed me over to the table and sat down next to me. “How did it go last night?”

“It was good. I had a nice time.”

“A nice time?” She gave me a nudge with her elbow. “Come on, woman! You gotta give me more than that.”

“I don’t have much more to give.”

“Why?” Concern marked her face as she asked, “Did something happen? Was he an asshole?”

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