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Seemed neither one of us was brave enough to make reference to the heated moment we’d shared while dancing.
“A movie sounds good. Why don’t I drop you off, then run home and change?”
“That works.”
Before I could walk around to open her door for her, she met me at the steps of the camper. “You’ve got your key?”
“Right here.” She slid it into the lock.
“I’ll see you in a few.”
She nodded, disappearing inside.
I got back in the truck and drove the short distance to my place. As I slipped off my brother’s suit and hung it in the closet, I let my mind wander. Were we really going to go all in? Yes, we’d given in to the attraction before, but the stakes were higher now.
Buster followed me from room to room, not used to being left behind.
“Bud, this is a one-man job.” I ruffled the fur behind his ear and gave him a soup bone I’d been saving. “This ought to keep you busy for a while.”
As Buster settled on the living room floor with his bone, I slipped through the front door. I tossed my keys from one hand to the next. It would probably be best to leave my truck here and walk back up to the camper. No reason to give anyone something to speculate about. Based on the way Delilah and I had held each other close while we danced, anyone who’d seen us might already suspect there was a fair amount of heat between us. But I wouldn’t compromise her reputation as the contest judge, so I set off on foot.
She opened the door to the camper in a pair of cropped yoga pants and a T-shirt. I preferred the flimsy nightie I’d seen her in before, but I wasn’t about to admit it. I’d take her however she was, as long as she would be mine.
“Come on in. I can make some popcorn if you want.”
“That’s okay. I’m not here for the popcorn.”
“What movie do you want to watch?” She picked up a remote and gestured to the tiny seating area that doubled as a kitchen.
“I’m not here for a movie, either.”
She sucked in a breath and scraped her teeth over her bottom lip. “Want a soda?”
I shook my head.
Her palms slid up my chest, her fingers clasping together behind my neck. “What is it you’re here for then?”
“I think you know.” Walking her back toward the bedroom area, I slipped my arms around her waist, my hands holding on to her hips. “You okay with this?”
Her nod against my chest gave me the final bit of encouragement I needed. As the backs of her legs reached the edge of the bed, I lowered her down. She didn’t let go of me but pulled me on top of her. For half a second, neither one of us moved. Then I tentatively touched my mouth to hers.
CHAPTER 21
DELILAH
I couldn’t get close enoughto Jasper. His warmth, his heat, his scent surrounded me, but still it wasn’t enough. He propped himself up on an elbow as he took the kiss deeper. Heat flooded through me, making my blood feel more like lava racing through my veins.
His hands were everywhere... My hair, my hips, my skin. Everywhere he touched, his fingers seemed to sear my skin. And still, I couldn’t get enough.
This man, the way he treated me, the way he cherished me... made me hungry for him in a way I hadn’t ached for anyone before. My entire body was on fire.
He nipped at my lips and sucked on my tongue. I tried to pull him tighter against me but there was nowhere else to go. He leaned over me, trying to keep his weight balanced on his arm, preventing himself from crushing me.
My fingers found their way under his shirt. He was hard in the places I was soft, making me realize how perfectly we complemented each other.
I worked his shirt up his abs, over his pecs. With one fluid motion he reached behind his neck and pulled it off. For a moment I just let myself stare. The last time I saw his nakedchest it had been bathed in moonlight. But now, under the warm light of the lamp on my bedside table, I feasted my gaze on him.
His body had been chiseled by hard work, not like the guy I’d dated who worked on each individual muscle group with precision at his high-priced gym. Jasper had earned every square inch of rock-hard muscle with manual labor. Knowing that made me even hotter for him, if that was even possible. I was already soaked, ready to take things to the next level and push us past the point of no return.
