“Thank you,” Lily said, her gaze fixed on him as he sat.
“What?” Mac asked.
Lily shook her head. “Nothing.”
Mac glared at Jessie. “What did you tell her?”
Jessie batted her lashes at Mac. “Why, nothing, Mac.
Would I reveal your deep, dark, perverted secrets to just anyone?”
Mac lifted a lock of Lily’s hair, rubbing it between his fingers. “Oh, I think she already knows those.”
Warmth coiled low in Lily’s belly. Mac’s gaze never left her face when he said that. And Lily couldn’t tear her eyes away from him.
“Oh, this is so my cue to go find my other friends.
Before you two get down and dirty right here on the grass and completely gross me out. I could get nightmares from the visual of that one.”
Mac’s lips curled upward. Lily tore her gaze from his and turned to Jessie. “I’m sorry. Please, stay with us.”
“Are you kidding? You two are putting off ‘hot sex imminent’ signals and it’s icking me out. It would be like watching my parents screw. I’m leaving.”
Lily giggled.
“I’ll catch y’all later. Be good and for God’s sake, get a room,” Jessie said, waving as she walked away.
“She’s adorable,” Lily said.
“She’s a pain in the ass,” Mac replied. “But yeah, she’s a good kid.”
“She told me what you did for her.”
Mac frowned. “She shouldn’t have done that. She’s got the biggest mouth.”
“You saved her life, Mac.”
He shrugged, stared ahead at the band. “She was just a confused kid with lousy parents. I knew where she was coming from. All she needed was a little guidance.”
Lily laid her palm against his cheek, forcing him to look at her. “You saved her life,” she said again.
This time, he didn’t look away. He pulled her onto his lap, wrapped his arms around her. “I don’t want to talk about Jessie anymore.”
His eyes were the finest brandy, molten and intoxicating, and she was utterly lost in him. In this crowd of thousands, there was just the two of them.
He was going to kiss her. She should be thinking about where he’d just been. He might have delivered the virus to someone. But instinct told her he hadn’t.
Besides, he was going to kiss her. Some PI she was, huh?
She waited with agonizing impatience for that moment when his lips touched hers, when lightning would strike, when her world would spin out of control as it did every time Mac kissed her.
When his mouth descended on hers, when the tip of his tongue slid between her parted lips to touch hers, she clutched his shirt, her toes curled and she was lost.
Chapter Six
The crowds, the noise, everything around him disappeared as Mac held Lily in his arms and kissed her.
Wrong place, wrong time, as usual, but he didn’t give a shit. She was soft and warm, her lips giving under his, her tongue lapping against his in a lazy, oh-so-sexy way.
She tasted of beer and of Lily. A little spicy and sugary and a lot like the woman he could never get out of his head, no matter how much time had passed.
He shouldn’t do this to her, not again. Not use and discard her. But goddamn, he couldn’t help himself. She was the most potent drug he’d ever come up against and, God help him, he couldn’t resist the temptation. Her scent was the sunshine of a warm day, leather, and the musky perfume of woman.
His woman. She’d always been his woman, no matter what had happened when they were apart. Her lips were meant to touch his, her tongue a perfect match for his, her body fit against him like a matching puzzle piece. He’d never connected to another woman like this before. Even when they fought, they still meshed. He knew it—and he knew she did, too.
But just holding and kissing her in the midst of this crazy crowd wasn’t enough. He wanted to touch her more intimately, delve inside her, have what he hadn’t had in too damn long.
Reluctantly, he broke the kiss, slid her off his lap and hauled her to her feet.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing.” He held onto her hand and leaned in, his lips touching her earlobe. “But I’m going to f**k you and unless you want me to do it right here in front of everyone, we need to find another place.”
Her breath expelled in a sigh, her warmth drifting across his neck. He leaned back to look at her. Her lips quirked. Her eyes glittered with passion. She nodded and didn’t say a word, just followed him.
Those were definite “oh hell yes” signals.
His c**k strained against his jeans, clearly outlined for anyone to see. Let them look. He could care less. Right now finding a spot to be alone with Lily was all he cared about.
Fortunately, he spotted a friend and hoped he had a solution.
“Jim.”
One of his old biker buddies turned around. In his late fifties, Jim and his girlfriend came to every one of these events.
“Mac!” Jim shook his hand. “Glad to see you here. And I see you brought a pretty lady with you, too.”
Mac nodded. “Where’s Sheila?”
Jim rolled his eyes. “Wandering around the shopping tents. God only knows what she’ll come back with this time.”
“You bring your RV?”
“Don’t we always?”
“Can we borrow it for about an hour?”
Jim took one look at Lily, then back at him, and grinned. “You sure can.”
“I haven’t pitched our tent yet and Lily needs to…uhh…lay down for a bit.”
“I’ll bet she does. A little hot out here today. Go ahead.” He dug his keys out of his pocket and handed them to Mac. “It’s parked over by the trees there,” he said, pointing.
“Door dead bolts from the inside. Sheila and I will make sure no one bothers you. We’ll be near the food tent when you’re done.”
“Thanks, man. I owe you one.” He clapped Jim on the back as he walked by.
“He knows exactly what we’re going to do, doesn’t he?” Lily asked in a low voice as they headed toward the RV.
“Of course he does. But he’s also stopped by my place to crash a time or two. Jim and I go way back. Don’t worry about it.”
Lily leaned into him. “Did I say I was worried?”