Stalking His Bride - Lucy Darling Page 0,6

sexy. I’m thinking he didn't shave this morning because well, he didn't care.

“We should put that on your list. Get Carly to not care what anyone else thinks.” He looks over at me, a half smirk on his face. He reaches over and pulls on a lock of my hair. My eyes stay locked with his. I have the biggest urge to lean forward. His eyes drop to my mouth. Oh God. Are we going to kiss? Am I supposed to move?

I jump when a car horn sounds behind us. The light is now green. James presses on the pedal, taking off. I let out a small sigh, my heart still racing in my chest. He was not about to kiss me. I am making that up. No way am I anywhere in James’ league. I think there might even be ten years between us in age. He’s being nice because his cousin is marrying my best friend. It’s as simple as that; there’s nothing more to it.

“You okay? You look like you’re thinking a lot over there.”

“Were you going to kiss me?” I blurt out. “Oh God.” I put my face in my hands. “Don’t answer that.” His warm hand wraps around my wrists, pulling them away from my face.

“Does this answer your question?” He leans down, his mouth brushing against mine. His warm breath tickles my skin. His tongue traces along the seam of my mouth. “Open for me, sweet girl. Let me in.” Maybe I was wrong and there is a little more to this.

I part my lips for him, and his tongue slips into my mouth. His hand tangles in my hair as he pulls my head back, angling me just right to deepen his kiss. I moan, my whole body lighting up. I dig my fingers into his shirt, wanting to crawl into his lap as he keeps kissing me.

“Fuck me.” He pulls away. We both try to catch our breath. He rests his forehead on mine.

“Wow.” I breathe out slowly, letting go of his shirt that I’m clinging to.

“That was bigger than wow, sweetness.” He places another kiss on my lips before pulling back. “We’re here.” I look out the window to see that we are in fact outside my building. “Stay put.” He drops one more kiss on my mouth before getting out. He stops, grabbing the bags out of the back before coming around and opening my door for me.

He offers me his hand. I take it, slipping out of the SUV. He doesn’t let my hand go as he guides me inside. I use my other hand to find my keys.

“Take a man home with me is on my list.”

He hits the elevator button looking down at me. His hand holding mine tightens. “Are a lot of things on your list about other men?”

I can see the small tick in his jaw. Is it possible he’s jealous? I push that thought aside, knowing that it’s ridiculous. I mean, there is no way the man could be jealous. We just met recently.

“I haven’t counted but some.” It doesn’t state that I have to do anything with the man. Only that I would take a man home with me. But now that James has kissed me, I’ll need to add to that list because I definitely want to do a lot more than just bring him home.

“Hmm,” he says, pulling me into the elevator. He hits the button for me.

“Oh! My place is a mess!” I’d forgotten. “I didn’t plan on having anyone over.”

“I don’t care.”

“It’s small too.” I look him up and down. The man is huge. My fingers itch to touch his broad chest, but I control myself.

“I’m sure I’ll fit.” He gives me one of those winks that makes my heart flutter. He pulls me off the elevator with him, going to my door. I slip the key in, unlocking it.

“Come in.” I push the door open, letting go of James and running to turn off the alarm.

“This is my place.” Boxes are piled everywhere. Most of my furniture still needs to be built. “I’d ask if you want to watch a movie or something but I can’t figure that contraption out.” I point at my TV that’s sitting on the floor since I haven’t gotten around to building the stand yet.

James drops the to-go containers down on my coffee table.

“Get your list. I’ll get to work.” I guess he’s staying. I lick my lips, still tasting him there before