She could feel him smile, his mouth against the hollow of her throat, against the cool silver of her necklace. In another second, they sank onto the couch. He pulled her onto his lap, those enormous hands holding her in place above him. For a moment, he just looked at her, eyes half-closed. “So many things I want to do to you,” he murmured, and that was all it took. She reached down and pulled her sweater over her head, emboldened by the way he watched her, the way he began to rock her against him.
This is going to happen…
And she wanted it, all of it, no matter the consequences. She wanted to lose herself in him, with him, feel the magnificent energy that seemed to hum through him day and night. Without hesitation, she kissed him again, deeper, snaking her tongue to meet his. He groaned and moved his hands from her hips up her sides. Her bare flesh sparked at his touch, and when he finally settled his palms atop her lace bra, she was the one who cried aloud.
Heat flushed her face, her chest, the pooling desire between her legs. Something hummed from far away. Once. Then twice. Becca opened her eyes.
“Don’t answer it,” Zane said, recognizing the buzzing of her cell phone before she did.
Oh, hell. Double, triple hell. She reached into her back pocket. Maybe it was Ella. Or a college alumni rep asking for donations. Or--
But, no. Of course not. She sat back, still on Zane’s lap, and trailed one hand down his chest.
“Is it the shelter?” he asked in a rough voice.
She nodded and listened to the voicemail.
“Bec? If you get this, you gotta come here. Please.” Julito’s voice shook. “I was takin’ Buddy out for a walk, havin’ a smoke, and I came by…there’s a carrier with two cats inside. Left on the back porch. They look…not good.”
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