Twist:A Dive Bar Novel(85)

By: Kylie Scott

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“He’s a no-show.”

“Hmm?” I moved over to the window, standing beside Joe. Mostly patiently, he stood waiting by my office window wearing only boxer briefs. The man was lucky there were so many trees in the neighborhood shielding us. Otherwise, he could have caused a goddamn stampede.

“Guess he’s shy,” he said, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

“He’s probably intimidated by the size of your nuts. Maybe if you put pants on?”

“Haha.” He kissed the tip of my nose.

“Marty will come out to say hi sooner or later. Have patience. He’s a busy squirrel.”

Joe sat on the edge of my desk, one of the few remaining pieces of furniture left in the apartment. Strong arms slid around my middle, drawing me back between his legs. “How you doing with all this?”

“Okay. No freak-outs.” My gaze tripped over the myriad of boxes containing all of my worldly goods. I was moving to Coeur d’Alene to live in one of the Bird Building apartments with my boyfriend. Whoa. My heart double-timed. “Mostly no freak-outs.”

“Haven’t changed your mind?”

I hummed, leaning back into him. So much warm skin to skate my fingers over. Heavenly. “No. I mean, my business can move, no worries, and you and I are solid. Everything is good. I’m still a little anxious, but—”

“I love you.” Warm lips pressed kisses into my shoulder. So good, shivers raced up my spine. The man knew things, deliciously good things. “I could help you out with that anxiety.”

“Relax me?” I asked in a husky tone. Shame on me, the room still reeked of sex from the last time. Having finished up the bulk of the packing, we seemed to have descended into some crazed competition to see how many times we could do it in my apartment while it was still my apartment. So far, we were both winning.

His fingers dug into my hips demandingly. “Mm-hmm.”

“Distract me?”


“Val and her man will be here soon to help carry it all down to your truck.” I arched my neck, giving him better access. “Though we do still have the mattress.”

“Be a shame not to use it,” he mumbled, his hard cock poking into the small of my back. The man was insatiable. But hey, when it came to him, so was I. We were a perfect lusty match.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of fur race by on a tree limb. I pushed out of Joe’s hold, rushing to the window. “Marty! Hey, fam.”

From behind me came a heavy sigh. “Cock blocked by a squirrel.”

“Oh, but he’s so cute,” I cooed. “Aren’t you, Marty? Yes, you are.”

Once more, arms came around from behind me, holding me tight. “I appreciate you leaving him for me, Little Miss.”

“It was a hard choice, it’s true. I’m just … Honestly, I’m still not sure if maybe I should st—”

Teeth nipped at my shoulder and I giggled like some lovelorn schoolgirl. I couldn’t help it. Joe had me, heart and soul. All of my phobias had fallen to him, one by one. He helped me be a braver, better person. Someone more open to the world and all of its experiences.

“I love you,” I said, giving in before my hickey count went sky high. Constantly wearing scarfs around my parents was starting to raise some awkward questions.

“You better,” he said, voice gruff.

“All the way, Mr. Collins.” I grinned, my heart overflowing. “I’m going all the way with you.”