He presses his forehead to hers as they both pant and try to catch their breath. Her eyes go wild with the need to be satisfied, and it’s one sexy look.
“Shower?” he asks, peeling her away from the wall. She shakes her head, and he laughs.
He frees her wrists and wraps his sweaty body into hers and kisses her shoulder.
Savannah
I head into the kitchen on a search for that heavenly smell I missed so much—Abigail’s cinnamon rolls.
“Well, fuck me sideways,” Mark says through a bite of toast. “Look who spent the night.”
“Morning, Mark,” I mumble as I pour myself a large cup of coffee and help myself to a warm roll.
He grins and brushes the crumbs off his fingers. “That it is!”
“Why are you so damn chipper?”
“Because, my sweet Savannah, Cole is winning you back. Therefore, we all do.”
I can’t hide my smile as I sip my coffee. Cole strolls into the kitchen, pulling on a t-shirt. I sneak a quick peek at his stomach and remember it flexing when he held me up against the wall, plowing into me like his life depended on it.
“Morning.” He flashes me a dirty smile then grabs my face and kisses me.
“Awww,” Mark coos from behind us. “Hey, Keith, you owe me twenty!”
“What?” Keith mutters, coming into the kitchen. “Oh, come on!” He curses. “Really, guys, you couldn’t have held out to Valentine’s Day?”
“Pay up, dude.” Mark holds out his hand as Keith shoves a twenty at him.
“You made a bet on us?” I laugh, realizing how much I miss this place.
Mark jumps up on the counter and bites an apple. The guy never stops eating; it’s amazing. “Yup, as to when you’d get back together.” He snaps the twenty in the air.
“I’m getting that money back,” Keith informs him as he heads out of the room.
“Whatever, dude!” Mark calls then looks back over at us. “Well, I’m out. See ya later, Savi.”
“You look happy,” Jake says as he pours a beer from the tap. Our shift is going by fast. We barely have a moment to think, it’s been so busy. It’s eleven, and only now is it dying down enough that we can talk in a normal voice. “Does this have anything to do with a sexy Army man?”
“Perhaps.” I bump his hip with mine to move him over. “And Graham?”
“Oh, it’s all good.” He winks. “He’s one dirty bird.”
I laugh but stop when I see his face light up when he looks at someone over my shoulder. I turn to find Cole making his way through the crowd.
It’s been four days since I left the house. He whispers something in a girl’s ear. She looks at me then nods as she gets up and frees him an open seat. He removes his jacket and places it over the back then undoes a few buttons on his dress shirt. Poor guy hates dress shirts. I feel his discomfort. He really is an Army pants and t-shirt kinda guy.
I finish with my customer and head over. “Welcome to Zack’s,” I joke. “What can I get you this evening?”
He smirks. “Brandy, neat.”
I nod then look over at the guy next to him. “And you?”
“Mmm…” he glances at the menu, “Fat Tire.”
I place Cole’s drink in front of him while Jake grabs the beer for me. “You from around here?” I play with Cole, who grants me one of his sexy smiles.
“You could say that.” He takes a sip of his drink. “You have plans later on tonight?”