When she started laughing as if she had just told the best joke, Jamie glared at her and moved to the door, opening it and pointing.
Jessica stopped laughing, covering her hand with her mouth. Her brow twisting, she looked behind her and also froze.
There, in a black jacket with dark jeans, was Talon. Looking straight at her as if he were going to shove her against the wall and take her right there. His brows were drawn over his dark eyes, and the hunger in them kindled a fire in between her legs.
She swallowed.
“Jessica, you can go now,” he said roughly, grabbing Jamie’s hand and pulling her to him. She flattened her hands on his chest, staring up at him as invisible tendrils of desire wove them together. Why did this feel so different? Her face started to turn pink, while all he did was stare at her with eyes that only got darker.
Her friend left. Talon kept his hold on her, cupping her cheek and bringing his head down. “You look gorgeous,” he said quietly, before lowering his lips to hers and kissing the daylights out of her.
Jamie brought her hands up, digging her nails into his shoulders. They were so strong, so big. And yet he was as gentle with her as he would be with the rarest gem. Her breath left her body, and then he was kissing her deeper, consuming her, opening her mouth with his and taking control of her.
He crushed her body to his, walking them slowly into the wall. Before she knew it, though, he was pulling back.
Jamie reached up for him, licking her lips.
His head shook while he pulled back from her. “If we keep going, your pants are going to be around your ankles and everyone who walks by will get a look at what’s mine. Today we’re going out…and not going to act like teenagers about it. Okay?”
Flushing, Jamie nodded and settled for holding his hand. He gave her a heated look before reaching around her and closing the door. They walked in silence through the hallway before a sudden thought struck her.
“Are we taking that metal death trap?” she asked, not faking the strain in her voice.
Talon’s baritone laugh wrapped around her senses and pulled her in deep. She moved closer to him, praying that they wouldn’t be. He looked down at her with a soft look in his eyes, shaking his head. “No, we aren’t taking ‘the metal death trap’. I have a Benz that I like to drive. Comfy seats, dark interior, just me and you alone.”
She liked the thought of that. A lot. Them being out in public, sharing each other’s time other than at night, and being a normal couple. It was exactly what she wanted, she only prayed it went well. Talon was still a heartless bastard on occasions, but he had never directed it at her. Jessica and her had walked in on him and a thinner man with a receding hairline and a greasy face. Talon had said some harsh things, but he hadn’t apologized to Jamie for it.
She didn’t want him to. Whatever the man had one, he deserved it. Talon wouldn’t go off on the innocent like that; she was positive of it.
They passed Jessica, who gave her an over exaggerated wink.
Jamie had to keep from gritting her teeth. The woman was going to make her go insane, she thought. Talon squeezed her hand, drawing her attention back to him.
It was mid-noon, very bright out, and the snow was almost completely melted from the ground. When they got to a thick piece of ice, Jamie hesitated. She was in heels and even though she had worn them enough, she didn’t trust herself on –
Talon sung her into his arms, carrying her all the way to the car. She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You’re going to mess up my hair, Tally.”
He growled, spanking her butt lightly. “What have I told you about calling me that?”
“Nothing at all, Tally,” she said innocently, looking up at him with wide eyes. She loved the look of annoyance on his face. It had first slipped out as a joke, and his reaction had been more than hilarious. That had been a couple of days ago, and now she was calling him the name every chance she got.
“I’m pretty sure I did, angel. It was something along the lines of me kicking your butt if you say