Flawless River (Grizzly Bear Lake #2) - Ruby Shae Page 0,26

pulled him closer.

He kissed her again and grabbed her hips, pulling her to the edge of the counter, and she immediately wrapped her legs around him. His cock was pressed up against her warm pussy, and he silently cursed the clothing that separated them. He wanted to rip off all their garments and fuck her on the table, but that was the exact opposite of moving slow, so he slowly released her mouth, and took a step back.

Her arms and legs immediately fell away, letting him go, but the look of confusion on her face nearly had him kissing her again. Instead, he palmed her cheek, and leaned forward to place another peck on her lips.

Kissing her again was a mistake, and he forced himself to pull away, but not before placing another peck on the corner of her lips. Then another on her cheek. He wanted to leave a trail down her neck, but he forced himself to take another step back.

“You are so beautiful,” he said, brushing his thumb across her cheek. She opened her mouth, as if to protest his words, but he wasn’t done. “And that was amazing. I could kiss you all day.”

“You could?”

Even though she’d asked a question, she still leaned forward, as if looking for more. It would be so easy to lean in and kiss her a second time, but they had other things to do, and if he kissed her again, they wouldn’t stop until his rock-hard cock was buried balls deep inside her warm, wet pussy.

He cleared his throat, and pushed the image out of his mind.

“Yes,” he said, gripping her hips again. “Hold on to my shoulders, and I’ll help you down.”

This time she didn’t fight him, and a second later, her feet were back on the floor. Even though he didn’t want to, he released his grip and grabbed the paperwork from the register and the bag of treats she’d brought in with her.

“I need to stop by the main building, and then I’m ready to eat whatever is inside this bag and start painting my masterpiece. What about you?”

“I’m ready, but you’re sharing whatever is in that bag.”

She laughed and headed toward the door, and he was happy to see things weren’t weird between them. Especially since they just shared the best kiss of his life, and it was really hard to think about anything other than kissing her again.

“What? I thought you brought these just for me?”

“I did, but the plan changed, and now you have to share.”

God, he loved it when she teased him.

“Fine,” he groaned. “I’ll share, but let’s see if we can steal anything from the cafe before we head to your cabin.”

“It’s not stealing if you own the place,” she laughed, “but more snacks are always good. I hope there’s a cinnamon roll hidden somewhere.”

Lael locked the door to the shed, and followed Stacey to the golf cart. A few of the women who were inside the shack earlier were hanging around close, and their angry faces made him want to laugh out loud. Their mock-rage about not getting to rent a bike or a paddle board was comical, especially because he knew their outrage was really all about Stacey.

Hopefully she was right, and the news of their “date” would spread fast.

7

Stacey couldn’t stop the huge grin forming on her face as she wiped down the last table in the cafe. The morning rush had been a little heavier than on previous days, and it seemed word was getting out about the store offering more than just grab-and-go items for breakfast.

She glanced at the bakery counter, and smiled. There was still one cinnamon roll available, and since the chances of anyone buying it in the next five minutes were pretty slim, she would be sharing it with Lael as soon as her shift was over.

When the tables were clean, she walked behind the counter, washed her hands, and put the fluffy, oversized roll in a box. It had been almost two weeks since her first day, and she no longer worried about helping herself to anything, but especially not at the end of the day. After she left, Elle would box or bag all of the leftover pastries so they could be purchased at the front desk if no one was manning the store, and the goal was always to package as little as possible.

Stacey walked into the kitchen and started untying her apron so she could hang it on the hook,