When they broke off, she laughed and threw her arms around his neck to hug him. “You’re really good at that.”
“I hear abutcoming.”
Another laugh. There was nothing as precious as Tansy in free spirit mode.
“But we have at least two trips in front of us. We bought a lot of stuff.”
Because he hadn’t been thinking about the hike they had to make.
With a sigh, Sam slid on the large backpack, picked up another few bags, and locked the trunk. “Let’s go.”
The faster they got the task done, the better his chances of kissing her again.
Sam Phail
Tansy placed the last jar of spices back on the shelf. Phail Phoods had a surprising amount of bulk items and that helped reduce the amount of prepackaged foods Tansy bought. The glass jars she used for storage were heavy to cart to town and back again, but it was worth the effort. And it took far fewer trips with Sam to help.
Sam shoved the large bag of flour onto a pantry shelf. “You’ve been hefting all of this by yourself?”
“Are we on that again? Simple answer for future questions. Yes, I did it by myself. No, it wasn’t a big deal. Yes, I’ve been perfectly safe. No, I haven’t had any problems I couldn’t solve. Does that about cover it?”
Sam’s laugh rumbled across the room. “Getting a little annoyed by the questions, Tans?”
“The repetitive ones, yes.”
When she turned, he was in front of her, caging her against the counter like he had at the trunk of the car.
The man’s muscles had muscles, but she could break free with nothing more than a look. She stayed where she was, enjoying the warmth that always radiated from his body and his presence.
Like she had at the car, she ran her hands up his chest and down his arms. They’d rid themselves of their jackets, so she could feel those muscles beneath his Henley.
“Maybe I should find something else to do with my mouth.” His growl sent tingles to all the very best places.
Tansy reached up to kiss him lightly. “Maybe you should.”
The moment Sam’s lips touched hers, Tansy felt as if gravity had forgotten to work. Her body lightened and lifted.
And then Sam followed through on her thoughts and boosted her up onto the counter without breaking the kiss. Tansy spread her legs for him and he stepped into her. She wrapped her legs around him, tugging him closer and earning a growl of approval.
Tansy eased her hands under his Henley and finally touched that marvelous skin.
She traced her fingers over his abs and smiled into the kiss when he flinched in reaction to her touch. She did it again and moved up to roam over his pecs.
When they broke their lips apart, Tansy shoved the shirt higher and pressed a kiss above his heart. Sam reached behind him and yanked his shirt off in one smooth move.
“Perfect.” She wasn’t sure if she meant the sexy move or the fact that now she had all this skin to explore and to taste. His muscles reacted to her touch, and she knew she could become addicted to him in no time. If she wasn’t already.
While she explored, Sam’s hands reached under her shirt and his thumbs brushed over her nipples through her bra, making her arch into his touch.
“Let’s even things out.” And then he ran his hands up, so she automatically raised her arms and then her shirt flew. Leaving her in a plain bra. She’d never bothered with fancy lingerie, but suddenly she wanted to be frivolous and buy all things lace and silk.
Sam’s smile was predatory as he took her in, and then those big hands were back on her body, cupping her breasts and rubbing his thumbs over her bra.
Then the bra was gone, and his mouth replaced his thumbs. And Tansy nearly rocketed off the counter.
“You’re gorgeous, Tansy.” His words were muffled because his mouth was locked on her skin.
One of Sam’s hands reached for her yoga pants and slid inside. His other slid her forward a bit, so she was barely sitting on the counter.