Page 75 of 1 Last Shot

And when Kane leans forward and licks into my mouth, Idopurr in pleasure. Then I'm kissing him back, tangling my tongue with his, and I don’t even notice that I’ve climbed into his lap until he pulls back and I realize I’m straddling his waist.

A whimper escapes me when he ends the kiss, making Kane chuckle. But he doesn't move far, just enough that he can load up with more ice cream.

“Such a tease,” I whisper.

His expression becomes amused as he holds another spoonful of ice cream to my lips. “That’s not something I ever thought you’d accuse me of.”

I take my time licking the ice cream off the spoon, feeling proud of myself when Kane’s eyes blacken. And yet, he doesn’t kiss me again.

It takes me a second to pull away from Kane's intoxicating touch. But even then, the only thing I can really manage is to not lean into it. "You're working tonight?" I ask eventually.

"Mhmm."

I start to squirm in his lap. "So, when do I get you next? When's your next night off?"

"Not until next Monday. So, you're stuck with early mornings and end-of-the-day bike rides for now."

"What if I come visit the club this weekend?"

He doesn't even hesitate with his answer. "Absolutely not. It would take the owner two seconds to offer you a job. And you're not taking your clothes off for anyone that isn't me."

I can't stop the pleased smile from appearing on my face. I haven't seen jealous Kane yet, but I think I like him.

"You wouldn't pay to watch me strip?" I tease with a pretend pout.

I'm met with a hard look. "Princess, I'd give my left arm to watch you strip. But I'd pay ten times that to make sure no one else ever gets to."

Kane's words drive heat through my body and dampness between my legs. I can't stop myself from rocking closer.

"So possessive," I whisper. When I start to absentmindedly trace the tattoos on his shoulders, I love that I can feel the shiver that runs through his big body. He doesn't respond, he just tightens his grip on my waist. He's like a leashed animal, waiting on my signal to pounce.

I don't give it to him. Yet.

"I have a better idea, if you're interested," I say. "Well, better for me. You might choose the strip club option after you hear my idea."

"Impossible."

His immediate response makes me giggle. Which makes him raise an eyebrow.

"Well, now you have me curious. What's the idea?"

I bite my lip in hesitation. Kane's gaze immediately drops down to it, before reaching up to tug it free with his thumb.

"These lips could make me agree to anything," he says thoughtfully.

I huff a laugh despite the sensual tone of the words. "Hold that thought."

I get another eyebrow lift in response.

"There's a yoga thing I want to try," I finally say. "It's on Sunday morning."

Kane shrugs. "Okay. Let's do it."

I bite into my lip again. "It's goat yoga."

"Absolutely not."

I shift closer and wrap my arms around his neck. "But it'll be so much fun, it's just yoga with baby goats. They're like puppies! And you love puppies."

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