could see if she needed help with anything.
“Hi there, Wolf. Isn’t this a nice surprise.”
“Hi, Gram.” I kissed her forehead. “Can I carry that for you?”
“No, I’m fine. And Cricket should be along soon. She’s still chatting with Grace and Cara.”
“Should I be worried about that?”
“Maybe.”
I cracked a smile. “You love to make people wonder, don’t you?”
“I make myself quite clear. It’s not my fault if people don’t always understand me right away.”
“Fair enough. Speaking of, where’d you get the name Cricket?”
“From the night air.”
“This is you being clear?” I asked. “The night air told you to name a woman you’d just met after an insect?”
She tilted her head and smiled at me, like I was a child who didn’t understand a basic concept. “Cricket is who she is. She’s the evening song that soothes the spirit of the restless wolf.”
I gaped at her as she patted my arm, then turned and walked to her car.
The evening song that soothes the spirit of the restless wolf. Holy shit. That’s exactly what she was.
How had Gram known?
“Hey, you.”
I whipped around at Fiona’s voice.
“Sorry,” she said with a laugh. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
I ran my thumb across her chin. “It’s okay. Did you have fun?”
“Yeah, I’m glad I went.”
“Good.” Tilting her face up, I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers, then tasted her with the tip of my tongue.
I’d missed her. It had only been a couple of hours, but my hands itched to touch her skin and my mouth thirsted for hers.
“Ready?”
She nodded, her eyes glittering with the same desire that burned inside me. Suddenly I couldn’t get her home fast enough.
The cool air did nothing to dampen the lust simmering between us as we raced down the dark road. I’d always enjoyed the feel of riding a bike—the speed, the control. But riding with Fiona holding on behind me was even better. I liked feeling her close, the way her arms tightened around me as we hugged the turns.
We got home and as much as I wanted to drag her inside and rip her clothes off, Sasquatch needed some attention. I took him outside and when I brought him back in, Fiona was in the bathroom.
I sat on the couch to wait for her, and when she came out, she was wearing those fucking blue plaid pajamas.
My eyes were glued to her, like I was a kid gaping at my first set of naked tits. Her hair was loose, her bangs tucked behind an ear, no longer hiding her eyes. With her shoulders bare and those tiny shorts, I could see her ink. The flowers on her shoulder and arm. The vine on her upper thigh.
So fucking sexy. I wanted to lick her. Everywhere. My mouth watered at the thought.
“What?” she asked, a hint of shyness in her tone.
I was watching her like a predator, my body tensing, ready to strike.
“Get over here.”
The wicked smile on her lips told me she was thinking the same thing I was.
Good.
She slipped onto my lap, straddling my right leg. I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer, earning a soft moan.
“Did you wear this on purpose?” I asked, sliding my hands up her shorts to cup her ass cheeks.
“Maybe.”
I kissed her, lapping my tongue into her mouth. She tasted like mint and sugar. “I love this on you. Although I love it even more when it’s on the floor.”
“You’ll have to help me with that.”
I smiled and kissed her again. “My pleasure.”
Her hand skimmed down my torso while our mouths tangled, like she wasn’t afraid to go right for what she wanted. She reached my pants and I grunted when she slid her hand over my erection and squeezed.
She smiled against my mouth. “You like that?”
I nipped at her bottom lip. “Fuck yes, beautiful.”
Kissing her way along my jaw to my neck, she pulled my cock out of my pants. I rested my head against the couch cushion and groaned as she wrapped her hand around me.
I was helpless. She owned me.
She rolled her hips, rubbing herself against my thigh while she stroked my hard length. Her mouth was hot on my throat, her lips soft as her tongue danced across my skin.
So. Damn. Good.
But I wanted more of her.
I grabbed her wrists and she pulled away slightly, raising her eyebrows. I licked along the seam of her lips. “I want to taste you.”
A little whimper escaped her throat.
“I’m going to fuck you, beautiful. I’m going to sink my