Charming Hannah (Big Sky #1)(23)

“I’m sorry,” I say and straddle his lap. We’re on the couch, lounging with Sadie now curled up on my recliner. I cup his face in my hands and kiss him sweetly. “You’re not supposed to be thinking about that right now.”

He cups my ass, gripping firmly, and smiles up at me. “What should I think about?”

“Well, there was some pretty impressive sexy time this morning.”

“We could keep that trend going,” he suggests as I unzip his pants and set him free, already hard again. I’m in a sundress, with no panties, so it’s easy to slide right over him, making us both sigh in lust.

“God, you’re fucking amazing,” he says, pulling my dress up over my head so he can get his hands on my breasts. “Beautiful.”

“You feel so good.” I’m moving faster, riding him and glorying in how he feels from this angle. “So deep.”

“God, babe.” He takes my nipple into his mouth, and I can’t help it. I fall apart at the seams, bearing down on him so hard that he has no choice but to come with me. I collapse against him, breathing hard.

“Hannah. You asked me before what helps, remember?”

“I do.”

“It’s you.” He cups my face and kisses me softly. “It’s just you.”

***

“Is it weird that the hospital has better food than some of the restaurants in town?” I ask Drake the next afternoon. I’ve been running back and forth between the clinic and the hospital all day because I have a patient carrying twins who went into labor this morning. She’s still in labor, six hours later, but there’s no distress and she’s laboring well. Now that my appointments are finished for the day, I can hang out here at the hospital to be close by, just in case.

So, I’m having a quick late lunch with Drake while my patient takes a break, catching a quick nap.

“I’ve been in a few hospitals with good food,” he says and sprinkles pepper over his avocado salad.

“I guess I always expect it to suck.” I shrug and watch my friend, who has a frown on his handsome face. “So what’s been going on with you? Are you dating anyone?”

“Hell no,” he replies and licks a drop of lemon dressing off his thumb. “Women are trouble.”

“How so?”

“They start to get clingy and hint that they want a ring on their finger. And by hint I mean state it under no uncertain terms, and by ring I mean a sixty-thousand-dollar rock.

“Like I said, women are trouble.”

“True story,” I reply with a nod, and then giggle.

Drake sits back and watches me closely. “You’re dating someone.”

“True story,” I repeat and take a big bite of a chicken tender so I don’t have to answer his next question right away.

“Who?”

“Bffd mmm.”

He raises a brow and waits for me to swallow my food.

“Try that again.”

“Brad Hull.”

“The police chief?”

“Do you know of another one?”

He looks genuinely surprised. “I actually like Brad.”

“Did you think I’d decide to date someone you don’t like?”

“I’m surprised you’re dating at all. You’re usually too much of a workaholic like me.”

“I’m still a workaholic, but so is he.” I shrug. “So we only see each other a couple of times during the week, but it’s nice to find a guy who understands the long hours, you know? Who doesn’t complain about it. I mean, he did ask if I could call in sick yesterday, but that’s just because the sexy time was off the charts.”

“TMI,” he says and takes a bite of his salad. “Is he nice to you?”

“Yes, he plays nice.” I roll my eyes. “Plus, Sadie is such a sweetie.”

“This is a threesome situation?” he asks, blinking rapidly.

“What are you, twelve?”

“On a scale of one to ten, yes.” He grins. “Who’s Sadie?”

“His dog.”

“You’ve fallen for a guy’s dog?”

“She’s a super sweet dog,” I reply defensively. “She’s a retired police dog.”

“You know, you could just adopt your own dog. You don’t need a man for that.”

“Ha ha.” I throw a french fry at him and then laugh. “I like both him and the dog. He knows about the anxiety, and he’s actually really understanding.”

“Wow,” Drake says with surprise. “You’re serious about this one.”

“He gets me,” I reply. “So yeah, I want to see where this goes.”

“Good for you, Han. Maybe we’ll go on a double date sometime.”

“I thought you said you’re not dating anyone?”

He raises a brow again, and I dissolve into laughter. “Okay, I get it. Sure, we can do that.”

My phone rings. “This is Dr. Malone.”

“This is Siobhan,” my nurse says. “Your patient wants to see you.”

“I’m on my way.”

I hang up and sigh. “Lunch is over for me. I’m being summoned.”