Hudson (Anderson Billionaires #4) - Melody Anne Page 0,57

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A band began playing, carnival games rang out with laughter, and people showed up one after another, spending money, discovering what they could do to save the school, and getting involved in this community they were a part of.

Hudson hadn’t thought he could learn anything from Daisy that day. He’d simply been humoring her. But by the time they left, after spending thirteen hours at the school, he’d changed his mind.

He didn’t care what it was going to take, he’d personally save this school for Daisy and the community, and he’d make sure his family was a part of the building process. Maybe she had a point that it took an entire community to come together to make the world a better place, and it all started with one plot of land, one historic building, and one community at a time. He knew there was more he could do. He just wasn’t sure where it was all going to lead.

By the time he took Daisy home, not stopping at his work trailer this time, he’d had one of the best days he’d had in quite a while. The sun had long set, and it didn’t appear as if anyone was home at the small house she shared with her grandfather.

He stopped the truck and turned off the engine, opening his door. She put a hand on his arm. “Thank you for the day. You really went above and beyond,” she told him. “I had fun, and I think the community members did too.” She paused. “But you don’t have to walk me to the door. This is work, not a date.” She smiled away any sting to her words.

He stared intently at her for a moment before stepping from the truck. She was still unbuckling when he opened her door and held out a hand to assist her.

“I spent the entire day learning more about you and this community. I definitely look at this as a date — probably one of the best I’ve ever had,” he corrected.

He was rewarded by a hitch in her breath, and the widening of her eyes. She’d avoided touching him all day. That was going to stop right then and there.

“Hudson, this is just us trying to prove something to each other,” she said, but there wasn’t any force to her words. She turned from him and quickly walked to her front porch. He was right on her heels.

“Then I certainly have something to prove to you right now,” he told her.

She didn’t even pretend to stop him when his arms came around her and pulled her against him. The kiss the day before had been the best he’d ever experienced. He wanted to know if it was because it had been more than a month of fantasizing about kissing her again — and so much more — or if there really was so much electricity between them they could power an entire city block. If that chemistry wasn’t there, wouldn’t it have dimmed since the one and only time they’d spent a night together?

The second their mouths touched, he knew it wasn’t a feeling that was going away anytime soon. Sparks ignited in his body as her mouth softened beneath his. His hands clutched at her hips, and his mouth was firm and hungry. She opened to him and his tongue dove inside, twisting with hers.

She groaned as her body melted against him. He pulled her closer, pressing his arousal against her softness. He wanted her more than he wanted air. He’d implode if he didn’t get to take her again soon.

He reached for the hem of her shirt, needing to feel her skin. His hand slipped up her back, and caressed her, not surprised she was just as soft and warm as she’d been the first time he’d touched her. She wiggled against him, their kiss and touch obviously driving her as crazy as it was him.

He circled his hand around her side and went up, his thumb rubbing over the underside of her breast. She shuddered as her mouth grew hungrier and she wiggled her hips against him. He was close to carrying her back to his truck.

Just as his hand lifted, moving over the perfect mound of her breast and squeezing, there was crunching on the driveway as lights flooded the pavement twenty feet from them.

With a groan, Hudson pulled his hand away and broke their kiss. When she moaned her disapproval, and leaned toward him, he nearly