Animal Attraction

not that far gone.”

Adam looked pained.

Brady didn’t look concerned. He was smiling affectionately at Lilah, looking content and confident that he could talk her into anything he wanted, wasted or not.

“You have a taboo list?” Jade asked.

“You don’t?” Lilah asked.

Jade bit her lower lip and Adam laughed. “Jade has a list for everything.”

“True,” Dell said, studying her, getting nothing from her expression. She had quite the game face, his Jade. “You do, you have lists for everything.”

“Not everything.”

“Jade, you have a list for every situation, big or small, from when to brush your teeth, to how to handle every potential patient to cross my door. Hell, you’ve got a list on what’s in your purse and my office fridge and-”

“And don’t forget the list on how many different ways I could kill you,” she said, sipping her drink.

“Now that’s one I’d like to see,” Brady said.

Adam looked intrigued. “How many ways are there really to do that?”

“You have no idea…” she murmured serenely.

Dell laughed. “Come on. There’s no doubt in my mind, you have a list of sexual taboos. Tell us.”

“Yeah,” Lilah said, leaning forward. “Tell us! I might need to add to my list.”

“Why are we still talking about this?” Jade wanted to know.

“The question is,” Dell said, “why are you avoiding talking about this?” He smiled at her and though she blushed a little, she held his gaze evenly.

He didn’t have a hard time imagining Jade as a sexual creature. She was beautiful, innately sensual, from that full bottom lip, to her glorious curves, to the way she moaned while eating her hidden stash of chocolate from her bottom desk drawer.

What he had a hard time imagining was her having a one-night stand. Which meant that she’d have to let someone in close enough to have a relationship with before she had sex. And she wasn’t any better at that than… well, him. He got her, he really did. Because other than the people right here at this table, he never felt the overwhelming need to let anyone in, either. “Come on,” he coaxed, teasing. “Give us something from your taboo list.”

She smiled at him. “You should be far more concerned with what’s on tomorrow’s to-do list.”

“Ha,” Adam said to his brother. “You have a to-do list.”

“So do you,” Jade said, and Brady laughed.

“Nice deflection,” Lilah said to Jade. “You’re good at that.”

It was a definite talent, Dell thought, and let her have the deflection. They all hung out for another hour before Brady stood and grabbed Lilah’s hand. “We’re out,” he said.

Lilah smiled wickedly. “’Bout time.” She looked at Jade. “Can we drop you off?”

“No, that’s okay,” Jade said, shaking her head. “Go home with Brady.”

“You sure?”

“Very.”

Lilah hugged her and then she and Brady made tracks. Adam’s cell vibrated, and he excused himself out into the night as well. Dell looked at Jade, who was scrolling through her contacts. “Looks like it’s you and me. Come on, I’ll give you a ride.”

“No, it’s out of your way. I’ll call…”

“That guy from your line-dancing class?”

She sighed. “Okay, so I could use a ride.”

He walked her out to his truck and then had to clear her a spot in the passenger’s seat because he had a stack of work files, his hockey gear from the weekend league he played on, and some other shit he’d shoved into the truck and forgotten about. “There,” he said, tossing everything to the back.

“Thanks,” she murmured, and got in. “Your truck looks like your desk.”

True statement. “I have a little organizational problem.”

Her gaze met his. “I could help you with that.”

“Sure, if you’ll let me help you with your taboos list.”

“How do you know that you don’t have the same taboos?”

“I don’t have any.”

That shocked her into silence, and the rest of the drive to her place stayed quiet, though she was thinking so loud he could almost hear her thoughts.

The minute he pulled into her lot, her hand was on the door. She was in a hurry. He wondered which of them she didn’t trust.

“Thanks for the ride,” she said.

“Anytime, Jade.”

She glanced back at him, and in a purely feminine move, bit her lower lip, her teeth pressing into the plump curve. “So, tomorrow I thought I’d tackle your office.”

There was a light in her eyes. Lust, he thought, dazed. He nearly groaned. But the lust wasn’t for him, it was for his damn desk. She looked practically orgasmic at the thought of getting her hands on his messy office. “If only I could get you to look at me like that.”

They both smiled because they each recognized the lie. If she looked at him like that, he’d run like hell. He didn’t have anything against a good old-fashioned love affair. It was just that the love part wasn’t for him. He was missing the for-keeps gene, both the ability to love that way, and to be loved that way.

“You’re not a spreadsheet,” Jade said. “Or I would.”

“If you gave it a shot, I’d let you at my accounting system, too.”

“Don’t tease me,” she said, her eyes dilating with even more lust.

His own reaction was far more base, making him laugh, at himself. Time to call it a night before he did something really stupid. He leaned past her to open the door for her.

Jade’s eyes dropped to his mouth, lingering a moment before returning to meet his gaze.

He had the brief thought that he hadn’t called it a night fast enough because then one of them moved, he wasn’t sure who, but they were kissing. She made a soft sound of approval that went right through him, as did the hand she set on his chest, landing right over his heart as she pressed in closer. God, yeah. Closer. His hand slid around the back of her neck, over satiny soft skin, his thumb brushing the exquisite hollow behind her ear.

Her hands slid to his shoulders, his biceps, and dug in as if to hold him here, right here. But he wasn’t going anywhere. He liked her hands on him, liked her tongue in his mouth, and when she made that noise deep in her throat, the one that said she was as lost as him, he groaned, both in pleasure and with a good amount of what- the-fuckery, because he knew.

He was in trouble.

Down to the bone trouble, and he didn’t give one single shit. Knowing this was crazy, that they had no place to go with this kiss, he still slanted his mouth over hers and took more, took everything she gave, and she gave her all, her soft sigh as they pulled apart turning him on almost more than the kiss had.

Still, she didn’t move far, only a fraction of an inch, which meant that they sat there, still wrapped up in each other, noses touching, their exhales coming in fast pants on each other’s skin. One of his hands was still in her hair, his fingers brushing the nape of her neck, the other just brushing the swell of her breast. The temperature of the night had dropped considerably but here inside his truck it was at least two hundred degrees.

Sanity was painfully slow to return. It helped to remember that she was leaving in a month. Theoretically, that took him off the hook. She was going to be the one to walk away.

Pressure off.

“Okay,” she said shakily, finally pulling back.

Apparently the only one of them with a lick of sense.

“Not sure what that was,” she said. “But for now, I’m going to ignore it.”

He wasn’t sure how to do that but he kept his doubts to himself and got out with her.

She narrowed her eyes.

“Just walking you to the door,” he said.