Mallory stilled his hand. “I saw you race. You did well.”
Her touch sparked the feelings he’d long since buried. So
much for getting over her. “I had motivation.” Her picture in his
pocket and the memories of her on his heart.
Her cheeks paled and her eyes widened. “Motivation?” Her
brows knotted. “I see.” She straightened her blouse. “Well, good
Blaine took a step back. Something happened between them,
but fuck if he understood what. “Don’t tell me you came here for
small talk. You hate making conversation for the sake of wasting
time. What’s going on?” He touched her cheek. “You aren’t even
smiling. What’s wrong?”
Her shoulders sagged and a tear slipped down her cheek. The
old feelings rushed back into his heart. The longing, the need,
wanting to fuck her until she screamed--God, he had it bad for her.
He gathered her into his arms and stroked her hair. “Tell me who
hurt you. I’ll make it right.”
Mallory stared up at him. “No one hurt me.” She wiped her
face with the back of her hand, smearing her mascara. Instead of
scrambling for a tissue to fix the damage, she continued staring at
him. “I had a plan when I came here. And now it’s all fucked up. I
lost my nerve.”
“Oh?” He brushed a lock of her hair off her forehead. “Why
is that? What was your plan?”
“This.” She threaded her arms around his neck and bounced
on her toes to meet him for a kiss.
The blood rushed from his brain to his groin. He closed his
eyes. She still tasted like honey and lemon. He swept his tongue
over her lips and moaned when she gave him passage. He tangled his
tongue with hers and held her tight to his chest. So soft and strong
in his arms. Her light whimpers and the scratch of her nails on his
back added to his pleasure. He drifted away, lost in the kiss, drunk
on her and in total bliss. If he had more time, he’d throw her over
his shoulder and take her into the camper bay of the hauler to have
his way with her.
“Thought I’d find you here.”
Blaine opened his eyes. Mallory hadn’t broken the kiss. She
mirrored his surprise. She slipped away from him and swiped her
tongue across her bottom lip. Blaine held onto her and turned his
attention to the interloper.