Skye stared at her. “So have you.”
“Yeah, but I have no plans tonight, whereas you have this fine specimen waiting for you. All I’m saying is... take advantage of the situation. I’m going to leave you two and will look over the online orders we have yet to check from home. Can you close up?”
“Sure.”
Tess retrieved a small bag from under the counter, slinging it over her shoulder. She sent an air kiss toward us before leaving the building.
“When’s the last time you took a break?” I asked Skye when it was just the two of us.
Skye bit her lip. “Ummm, lunch?”
“Okay, that’s it. Let’s go.”
“You’re going to boss me into leaving?”
“Damn right I am.”
She laughed, putting a hand on her hip. “Bribing me might work better. Just don’t tell my brothers. They think I’m incorruptible.”
I stepped right into her personal space, capturing her mouth. Fuck, how she surrendered to me, instantly parting her lips. I coaxed her tongue, lowering my hands under her ass, pressing her against me. I was barely holding back from sliding my hands under her T-shirt. All I wanted to do was touch, kiss, and explore my woman.
“Mmm... that works too,” she murmured when I pulled back. “I still have to sort these out though.” She grabbed a fistful of straps from the shelf next to us.
“Put those down or I swear I’m throwing you over my shoulder and getting you out of here.”
Skye’s eyes widened. “My God, you’re not even joking.”
“Not one bit. You need to relax. Let me take care of you, Skye.”
“Mmm... I might need some more convincing. Mind kissing me again?”
“As long as you agree to leave afterward.”
“We’ve gone from bossing to negotiating. Progress.”
“Nah, I just know how to convince you.”
“That you do.”
I leaned in again, but she put a finger against my lips, shaking her head.
“Let’s go to the back. Then you don’t have to keep yourself in check.” She glanced down at my hands. They were firmly on her waist.
“Don’t tempt me, Skye.”
She smiled saucily, leading me to the back. I placed both hands on her shoulders and realized they were hunched with tension. I pressed my fingers into her flesh, from the clavicle up the curve of her neck.
“You’re tense,” I said. “More than usual, I mean.”
Sighing, she turned around.
“What’s wrong?”
“I forgot to tell you about Mom. Her procedure didn’t go as seamlessly as we hoped. She got an infection, and her eyesight is super blurry so she’s bumping into things.”
“Well, shit.”
“Yeah, I know.”