It Happened on Love Street by Lia Riley

Author:Lia Riley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2017-04-26T16:00:00+00:00

The next day at the dog park, Rhett sent her an invitation for online Scrabble and they played a secret fast and furious game. During her walk back to Mrs. Johnson’s house, with Ziggy the seven-year-old St. Bernard on the leash, her phone buzzed.

Rhett: Good game

Pepper: I killed your butt—holla!

Rhett: Excuse me?

Pepper: Damn you autocorrect! Kicked. Kicked your butt

Rhett: Should I be scared to come over?

Scared or not, he did. And the night after that. And quite a few more after that.

“How come you’re always coming here?” she asked from the cover of darkness.

He tugged a lock of her hair. “Far as I know, you come, too.”

“I’m serious. I’ve never stepped foot in your house.”

He remained quiet a minute. “Guess I don’t like the idea of making you sneak over in the dark, creeping home.”

“Let me get this straight.” She grabbed a sheet and sat up against the headboard. “The idea of me walking twenty steps home from a booty call compromises my honor.”

“It’s not the action of a gentleman.”

She tickled her toes on his calf. “And what you did to me ten minutes ago was?”

“Different,” he drawled, giving her a light spank.

She shrieked, giggling. “I don’t see it that way.”

“You’re putting me in a hard place.”

“No.” She lightly ran her nails between his muscular thighs, giving his shaft a caressing squeeze. “You’re already in a hard place.”

He groaned, his hips bucking. “That’s not fighting fair.”

A gentle twist of the wrist. “Say, ‘you’re invited to my house, Pepper.’” She increased her speed.

His eyes rolled back in his head as he thickened in her grip. “You’re invited to my house, Pepper.”

“Tomorrow.” She stroked from base to tip.

“Yes. Christ. Tomorrow is great.”

“And you’re beautiful.” Up and down, increasing the grip.

“That’s true.” His fingers dug into the sheets.

“And smart.”

He leaned in, breathing hard, low growls vibrating in his chest. “Smart ass, you mean.”

She froze, mouth pursed. “I can stop.”

He jerked. “I meant as smart as a whip.”

“Is a whip smart?” She leaned in and nipped his bottom lip, gasping as he cupped her still tender sex.

“Genius smart.” He brushed his nose against hers, his tongue teasing the seam of her mouth, a sexy direct provocation.

“And…and…” It’s a trick to be witty with a finger massaging your lady button. “Wha-wha-what else?” she stammered.

“Humble?” Amusement laced his voice, and something more, affection, and, God, she didn’t want to give name to what else for fear of breaking the spell.

He rolled her onto her back and positioned himself above her on his elbows while she grabbed the box of condoms off her night dresser. “There is only one left. How’d that happen?”

His teeth caught the lobe of her ear, his hot breath making her moan. “I have a theory.”

“Shut up.” She grinned even though a foreign feeling lodged deep inside. Nothing about the situation felt like work, or compromising. She suspected the unfamiliar sensation had a name.

Contentment.

And it scared her to death.

“What’re you thinking, Trouble?” he asked after another hungry kiss.

“Nothing,” she demurred. “It’s too hard when you do that hand trick, that, with the fingers, and oh, that pressure there.

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