leave them here at home.”
Her stomach flipped and, stupidly, Paige realized it wasn’t the idea of going panty-less at his request. It was the use of the word home.
Uh-oh.
“Why would I need to do that?” she asked, leaning into his mouth rather than away, in spite of the uh-oh feeling.
“It will make things in the front seat of my truck a lot easier when we take a break from the reception.”
She pulled back. “Are you telling me that we’re going to sneak out and have sex in your truck?”
He didn’t even blink. “Yes.”
“Thank God.”
She was craving him. It had been five days since they’d had sex. Things had been crazy in these last days before the weddings, and Mitch’s extra bedroom was full, as was his living room couch, with out-of-town guests.
Yes, it had been nice to know they could share meals and flirt when he stopped in at the tour company office and exchange texts even if they weren’t banging every night.
It also felt nice to hang out with his family and work on wedding plans and know he was working on the petting zoo without either of them feeling slighted. They both enjoyed being involved in the family’s bigger activities and feeling like a part of making those important things happen. That was a pretty great thing to have in common.
She liked that things had progressed for them beyond the physical.
But she was horny. She couldn’t deny it.
No, it wasn’t all about sex anymore. But she was definitely ready for some fun-and-dirty with him tonight.
Paige gripped his arm and lifted a foot, balancing on one leg. She reached up under her skirt and hooked the top of her thong with her finger, pulling it down.
Mitch made a little growling noise as he watched.
She grinned up at him as she tossed the thong toward the steps.
Mitch let her go and stomped to the scrap of silk, scooping it up and tucking it into his pocket. “Griffin doesn’t get to see that.”
She smiled. “Griffin wouldn’t even notice.”
“Doubt that very much.”
“I don’t know. I don’t have fur and four legs, so I’m not sure Griffin gives a damn.”
Mitch shrugged. “He’s a human male. I think peach thongs have a way of getting through even the most cynical shell.”
Paige laughed. “Okay, then it’s all yours.”
“Damn right.” He grabbed her hand, and they started for the door. “Let’s go see some crazy Cajuns get hitched so we can get on to the fun.”
“I am really looking forward to the wedding cake.”
“Brat.” He swatted her butt as she climbed up into the truck in front of him.
Paige knew she was grinning as if it was her wedding day as they drove to the docks. But dang, she really loved… all of this. All of these people. Everything about being here.
And she couldn’t help but wonder if more people in Autre and the surrounding area would like some help with their wedding planning.
“I don’t think you’re ready for this.”
“Oh, come on. I’ve basically been training for this for two and a half months.”
“This is way bigger than meeting the family a few at a time,” Mitch said, reaching for one of the wedding cookies on Paige’s plate.
“What about all the tourists I meet?” she asked, amused.
“You know all their names?”
“Sure. Dave and Shelli and Max and Stephen and Donna and Jennifer.”
He narrowed his eyes as he studied her face. “You just made all of those up, didn’t you?”
She grinned. “The chances that there’s been a Dave and a Jennifer into the tour office in the past two and a half months are really good.”
Mitch laughed and stole the last of her cookies. “Okay, I’ll tell you who everyone is, but there will be a quiz later, and if you fail, I might have to punish you.”
She gave a shiver that he didn’t think was entirely fake. And it made him a little hard behind the fly of his dress jeans. Yes, his dress jeans. He had one pair of nice pants, and he saved those for things like funerals and more sophisticated weddings. Not that he could remember the last time he’d been to a sophisticated wedding.
“I’m willing to take my chances.” Her voice was a little husky when she said it.
Mitch suddenly wanted to get some fuzzy handcuffs and a blindfold. The sex with Paige was hot. The hottest he’d ever had. But he was always willing to take it up a notch. Whatever she wanted and was willing to do.
And, thank God, they’d