Chapter Eighteen
Haley rolled her eyes. “No. Besides, we promised Mario we’d order dessert.”
Axel lowered his head nuzzling her ear. “I think you’re on the menu for dessert, darlin’.” And this time, he’d make sure they were in a proper bed. His bed. In his bunkhouse. He didn’t care if they were the latest subject of gossip at Dottie’s Diner. He was moving back into his bunkhouse. “You don’t know how badly I want to slip my hand up your thigh.”
She shivered against him and gave him a look full of dirty promise. “Why don’t you?” She shifted closer and pressed her thigh against his and raised an eyebrow in challenge.
His c**k liked that. A lot. So did the rest of him. Her suggestion set his head spinning. His fingers itched to move. Discover if she was as hot for him as he was for her. Hi
