Baking Me Crazy (Donner Bakery, #1)(68)

"I want to have truck sex," she announced, then cocked an eyebrow. "Don't you?"

"Quite badly."

She smiled at my serious answer.

Normally, I wouldn't have questioned the mechanics of it, because Joss knew her body, knew what she was capable of, but I pulled back.

"Will this … position work okay?"

Her grin was sly. "Perfectly." She glanced down at the bench, even as her hands wrapped around me. I hissed in a breath as she protected us both with swift movements. "Move us over like, six inches that way."

"Only six?" I muttered, which made her toss her head back and laugh.

Once I'd done what she asked, I sucked at her neck, pulling the strap of her dress down so I could trace my tongue over the edge of her delicate lace bra.

I felt Joss' weight lift up slightly, and I raised my head. Her hand was gripping the handle, the muscle on her bicep curling out. I chuckled, tracing the definition I could see there when she lowered back down, pressing her center tight against me.

"So strong," I murmured. "So beautiful."

"All those chin-ups are about to come in handy, big guy."

And they did.

It was all steady, small movements, a graceful, rolling ride that had me cursing under my breath. Joss didn't take her dress off, and I kept my jeans barely shoved past the edge of my ass. My hands gripped her waist, but she lifted herself up with one hand, sliding back down onto me so, so slowly.

"Pull up again," I told her through gritted teeth.

She did, and I saw the way the skin on her hands turned white as she gripped the handle. When I was almost free of her body, I stilled her progress with a tight hand on her hips. She held still, her chest heaving, eyes lit brightly in her flushed face.

"I love you," I told her.

I snapped my hips up, and she threw her head back with a cry.

It didn't take long after that for either of us.

Joss whimpered my name when she exploded, and I wrapped her in my arms as we came down from the peak.

"Truck sex is awesome," I breathed, burying my head in the mass of her hair.

Her frame shook with laughter. "Agreed."

"When I decided to pick you up from work, this is not what I envisioned."

Joss lifted her head and pecked my lips. "What did you envision? Just being a nice boyfriend?"

Apprehension squeezed my stomach into a block of ice. "Oh, umm, just something I wanted to talk to you about. Something, uhh, something pretty crazy happened."

She tilted her head and gave me a sweet smile. "What is it?"

For some reason, having her still on my lap like this, felt wrong. "Here, let me grab you a tissue or something."

I lifted her off my lap, and she hissed in a quick breath when I set her on the bench next to me. Her cheeks were red when I grabbed a package of Kleenex from the glove compartment. I lifted off the seat and fastened my pants.

Her eyes looked up at me expectantly when I didn't start speaking, but I didn't say anything until she'd finished, and her dress was smoothed down over her lap. I laid my hand on her thigh and took a deep breath.

"Something crazy happened …" she prompted.

"Yeah." My hands curled so easily around her thigh, the skin warm and soft. It was easier to focus on that than her face when I said this, trying to keep what I'd practiced straight in my head. "I got a job offer."

"What?" she gasped. "Where? Levi! That's great! What's the job?"

"Well, it’s a favor my brother called in. I never, ever thought they'd even want more than a first interview."

Her eyes were bright with pride and excitement, her mouth spread in a wide smile. "Of course they did. You're amazing."

"It's an assistant trainer position for a football team."

"Oh my gosh," she breathed, slapping my shoulder. "It's exactly what you wanted. For who? High school? College?"

I held my breath. "Pro, actually."

"What?" she screeched. I saw her mentally rifle through teams, her smile drop just a little. "Nashville?"

I shook my head, and her smile dropped just a little bit more. Her face lost some of its color.

"The Washington Wolves."

She blinked. Her mouth popped open. I took my hand from her thigh and wrapped my fingers around hers.

"Th-that's in Seattle," she said when she finally spoke. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. "Seattle. Holy shit."

"I know. It's insane to me too." I tightened my fingers even though she hadn't tried to pull away. "He called me last night after you left."

"Did you," she swallowed, "did you take it?"

Her eyes were wide as she looked at me, and I saw the fear in them. The shock.

"I told him I'd call him back today or tomorrow with my final decision."

"T-today or tomorrow?"

Shifting closer to her on the bench, I carefully took her face in my hands. "Come with me."

"What?" she whispered, face going sheet white.

"Come with me to Washington." I kissed her, but her lips only barely nudged mine in return. "I never, ever thought they'd offer me this job, Joss, and yes, it's a huge shock, but I only want to go there if I can go with you."