Chapter Four
Parker tightened his grip on Cassie as they stumbled into the darkness. The last thing they needed was one or both of them injured. They’d never live down the ribbing.
Cassie’s quiet laugh bounced through the dark as they fumbled through shutting the door and searching for a light. His fingers found the switch, and he flipped it up, blinking at the sudden brightness.
They’d found a supply closet. The scent of bleach and cleaning solution permeated the space. A quick glance revealed a shelf filled with towels and cleaning supplies, a bucket in the corner with a mop, a small sink, and a couple of folding chairs stacked against the wall. At least it wasn’t someone’s office.
Cassie stood before him, eyes bright and cheeks flushed. Lips swollen from his kisses. Damn, she was go
