pressed up against the wall, he was holding her up with only one arm to toy with her hair. But he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to touch every single inch of her body.
“Yes,” she purred. “But I have one condition.” She trailed kisses along his jaw as she pushed his shirt collar aside. She kissed his neck, nibbling the flesh between soft touches. His focus and attention were zeroed in on the spots she was tending to, his cock an aching mess in his pants.
“Anything,” he rasped. She could have asked for the moon just then, and he would have flown right up to it to get it for her. So long as she kept touching him.
“I am picking our activity.”
“Okay,” he agreed.
“You’ll need to wear workout clothes and a decent pair of shoes. You’re not scared of getting a bit dirty, are you?” she spoke the last words right into his ears, the teasing tones making him shiver.
Him? Get dirty?
He had no qualms about it. Especially not if it was with her. He would lay her out on the floor and lick her center to orgasm to prove it if he had to.
“Fine,” he said, gripping her ass tighter. “What are we going to do?”
She shook her head. “Nope. It’s a surprise. Meet me at the brownstone at six tonight.” She placed another kiss on his neck. “Now, get back to work.”
“Josie,” he warned. “What will we be doing?”
She giggled, meeting his eyes. “I’m not going to tell you. If I do, you’ll try to convince me to change activities.”
He frowned. “Good lord, what did I agree to?”
“A little bit of fun.”
His frown pulled down into a pout, or so it felt like. “Fun,” he repeated as if the word was foreign to him. And it sort of was. He hadn’t had fun in so long, he forgot what it was like.
“Come on, you grumpy old man. Trust me, it’s going to be amazing.”
“Grumpy old man?” he coughed, shocked by the words.
She laughed again. “Hell yeah. You hate my shoes because they’re dangerous. You don’t use emojis. You put mustard on your pretzels. And you don’t like relinquishing control. You’re basically an old sourpuss, in a hot man’s body.” One of her hands left his neck and traveled down to cup his erection. She had all of his attention. “I promise you, it’s going to be the best adventure you’ve been on in a very long time.” She kissed him, cutting off his reply.
He didn’t care. It didn’t matter what she had planned, so long as Josie kept touching him.
Chapter Ten
York
York had been proved wrong.
What Josie had planned did matter.
“No,” he growled.
Josie crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes at him. “You haven’t even tried yet.” She stuck out her lower lip dramatically. If she meant it to be a stern pout, the effect was rendered useless because Josie was entirely too beautiful to scowl. That didn’t mean he was going to let her get away with this, however.
“This seems dangerous.” He was having terrible visions of Josie hurting herself, and he didn’t like it. He held out his hand for her to take. “Let’s go somewhere else.”
She didn’t budge. “I’ve done this course a million times. It’s easy as pie. I’ve done much more difficult ones.” She grinned. “I’ve even done it in the real world. No courses, no harnesses, no security.”
He scowled. “You could break your neck.”
“I have jumped out of about twenty planes. I’ve gone free diving, bungee jumping, and I’ve swum with sharks and gators.”
He inhaled, his breath catching at the notion that she did all of those dangerous things.
“And that’s just the half of it. This is so tame. Besides, it’s not like you can get hurt. You’re magical.” She winked at him, referencing his shifter abilities in public.
“Josie, are you telling me you’re…” he couldn’t even say the word.
“A daredevil? An adrenaline junkie?” She wiggled her brows at him. “You bet your sexy ass that I am. Always have been.”
He gulped, and he was sure she had heard it. She closed the distance between them and gave him a soft kiss.
“Come on, old man. Can’t you keep up?” Josie’s eyes were burning with mischief. She turned and bent down to check that her shoes were tied. Seeing as she had already checked those, he knew that she was trying to entice him with her womanly wiles.
It wouldn’t work.
But of course, that wasn’t true. Of course it would work. His nostrils flared as the