“I’m at your door, you can yell at me in person.”
“I don’t yell,” I grumbled, stomping to my door, and peering through the peephole.
Lord jumped off the sofa and followed me, sitting at my side.
“Hanging up now,” Scooby said, and I pulled open the door.
“Hi,” I breathed out. God, I’d missed him. And he looked extra especially delicious tonight with his tight jeans and thick-rimmed glasses. Good god, almighty, he was a nerdy biker in all his glory.
He smiled. “Hey.”
I stepped back. “Come in.”
He leaned against the wall of my stairwell. “I’m good here.”
I settled a hand on my hip in defiance. “So, if I get naked in my doorway, while you stand there, you’re going to do nothing?”
His eyes widened and his nostrils flared. “Are you saying your decision went my way?”
“Yes.” I smiled. “I’m scared to death, but yes, I’m in.”
He grinned, pushing through the door, his mouth landing on mine as he kicked the door shut.
“Wait,” I panted out, gripping his cut. I’d discovered in my meeting with the ladies it wasn’t called a vest after all.
“I’m done waiting,” he said, toeing off his boots.
“Well, I need to tell you something really important that’s pertinent to what we’re about to do.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Pertinent, huh?”
“Yep,” I said, with an emphasis on the ‘P.’
“Okay, Twinkles, whatya got?”
“Twinkles? Why Twinkles?”
“Because you’re always so twinkly,” he said. “You light up my world, Rowan.”
My insides went all squishy and I smiled. “Well, that’s just about the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”
“Now, get to the point, because I’ve got a raging hard-on and I need to get my face between your legs.”
“Right.” I shivered. “I’m, well, technically, still a virgin.”
“Technically, how?”
“I’ve fooled around a little, but no one’s ever crossed my mighty Barrier Reef.”
“How the hell did you make it to twenty-eight a virgin?”
“Did you miss the part about me being mouthy?” I challenged. “Guys didn’t really stick around long enough to get to know me, and I didn’t stop them from walking away.”
“Then, they’re fuckin’ morons.”
“Maybe.” I slid my hands up his chest. “Gran was pretty religious, soIwas raised pretty religious after my parents died, but I never really bought into all of it, to be honest. I kind of used it as an excuse to weed out the sheep from the goats, so to speak. I’ve only ever found goats.”
“Bible reference?” he asked.