Page 47 of Accidentally in Bloom

She rolled her hips toward him and let out a moan, molding as much of her body onto his as she could. His hands squeezed the ass he’d fantasized about the last two weeks and rocked her against him. His cock ground into her, and she moaned again against his mouth, never taking her lips from him.

He broke their kiss, foreheads touching and breaths heaving. Her long nails raked through his hair, and he was so fucking close to taking everything he wanted right here on the gravel.

Don’t be an animal. She deserves better.

They considered each other a silent moment, chests heaving.

Rose bit her lip. “You better put me down.”

But I’d rather throw you in my truck and fuck you senseless.

Gray complied but kept her close, still between himself and the truck. He leaned down to brush his lips along her jawline. “You know,” his mouth found a delicious spot on her neck, “I have a very comfortable bed three acres away.”

Dangerous game, Roberts. Dangerous game.

She shivered under him as he nuzzled her neck. Her hands brought his head up and framed his face. Gray felt that clutch in his heart as he gazed back into those caramel eyes.

No, you son of a bitch. Do not fall for the woman who hates the town you love. She can’t wait to get the hell out of here and has declared publicly, many times, she doesn’t like you.

Why did it have to be her?

“Gray, I—”

They heard the crunch of wheels on the gravel and pulled back, still dazed. The agent was here.

Gray turned away to hide his aching cock. Think of all the shit you have to do today. Get it under control.

Rose turned over her shoulder and put on her game face. “Hey, Amber."

Oh fuck. Amber Edgemore. The real estate broker that had hounded him for months, if not years, for a date. That took care of his hard-on.

“Hey, handsome,” Amber shouted across the yard as she sauntered toward them.

Amber came up to Gray and gave him a peck on the cheek. “It's nice to see you. You haven’t called me back yet.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. “Yep, and busy working with Rose to get her dad’s estate all wrapped up.”

“Hey, Rose. I’m so sorry about your dad. Frank was the best.” She gave Rose a half-hearted hug. “I can’t count the number of times that he bought popcorn from my son for Boy Scouts. Ready to get started?”

“Why don’t I have Gray show you around since you two seem to know each other.” Rose’s eyes danced with laughter even as she sent him a placid smile.

Oh, hell no. He didn’t have time to deal with a woman made of super glue and clingier than a baby monkey.

Gray extricated himself from Amber’s arm, which had already wound through his. “Rose, I’m gonna go take your advice. I need to finish these deliveries and start writing a job description.”

Rose narrowed her eyes even as she bit back a smile. “Gray Roberts,” Rose said under her breath. “After you made the biggest fuss to be involved in estate decisions.”

He sent her a smile he hoped would melt her defenses.

Rose turned to the agent. “Amber, can you start the walkthrough? The main bedrooms are in the back.”

“Sure thing. Bye, handsome.” Amber waggled her fingers, and a grating noise clanged from all the bangles on her wrists.

“You think you’re so sneaky.” Rose tried not to smile.

“You have no idea what I just saved myself from,” Gray chuckled. “Hey, why don’t you come to the farm later this week? You can see how everything works, given you’re in the flower business now.”

“I don’t know, Gray,” Her eyes stuck on the gravel under their feet, not meeting his gaze.

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