“Don’t.” Hilary’s grasp on him tightened. “They’re happy tears. I thought I’d lost you and to be back in your arms is –“ She shook her head. “I can’t think of a word that covers it.”
“Like coming home?”
“That sounds about right.” Her hand stroked his cheek. “Nash, I don’t care if you have a record. It doesn’t matter to me. You are a fantastic man.”
“Thank you, but I’m determined to clean my record. You deserve a guy that you can respect. Someone you aren’t ashamed to bring around your family.”
Hilary stood on her tiptoes. “I’d show up with you anywhere.”
Nash’s lips covered hers in a gentle kiss.
Hilary leaned back. “You aren’t going to treat me like a lady in bed, are you?”
“Never.” The heat in Nash’s eyes flared as he rubbed his erection against her stomach. “I’ll always treat you with respect, especially in public, but they’re all kinds of dirty things I’m going to do to you behind closed doors.”
“Just behind closed doors?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Nash yanked on her door handle. “I’ll start by finger-fucking you in the front seat of your car.”
Hilary smiled and turned to look at her brother, who was still talking to Suzanne. Once she slipped into her seat, she looked at Nash. “Hurry up. The thought of stroking your cock in broad daylight, with all these people around, has my panties drenched.”
“Fuck, you’re a dirty girl.” Nash wiggled his eyebrows. “My girl.”
Hilary scooted her skirt up her legs and pulled off her panties as he slid into the seat beside her. His eyes soaked in her long legs as he traveled up to her apex. Nash was going to enjoy the shit out of showing Hilary how much he loved her. Thank God, he didn’t have to wait any longer, because she would be his forever.