He immediately relaxed, his own eyes softening. “Jade.”
It was inevitable, really. They’d been in close quarters, touching and grappling and grabbing. Sweating. It didn’t get more personal than that, and another man might have taken advantage of it.
But he’d been careful not to. And he didn’t now, either. She waited until he rose lithely to his feet and reached down to pull her to hers. She gripped his hand hard with hers… and fell back, into a roll.
Surprised, Dell followed her completely over, and while he was still in motion, she dropped on him and set her elbow to his windpipe.
There was a long beat of silence and then Dell laughed. Jade was still enjoying the sound of that laugh when he abruptly switched their positions, rolling on top of her, once again pinned her down, his face hovering an inch from hers. “Who taught you to fight dirty?”
“You.”
He laughed again, kissed her on the tip of her nose and sprang up gracefully in one smooth motion, pulling her with him. “Just remember that all fights are dirty.” He tossed her a bottle of water and grabbed one for himself. “You did great tonight.”
“Yeah?” His praise washed through her, warming her from the inside out.
“Oh, yeah.” His eyes met and held hers. “I think you’re amazing, Jade.”
She started to look away but found she couldn’t.
“Amazing,” he repeated softly, simply, as he moved closer. “Strong as hell. Smart. Brave. Resilient.”
She opened her mouth to thank him, but her throat was too tight to speak. Once upon a time her family’s approval had meant everything to her, but though they’d always meant well, she’d arrived in Sunshine with no sense of self.
Over the last year and a half she’d started to find herself. The real Jade, and that real Jade wanted to be those very things that Dell had just said: strong, smart, brave, resilient. He didn’t use empty platitudes or pretty words, ever. He didn’t have to. So when he said something, he meant them.
And damned if she didn’t like looking at herself the way he saw her. Damned if she didn’t want to be that woman. No, he hadn’t taken advantage of their closeness. So she would. “Dell?”
“Yeah?”
She tossed her water aside and put her hands on his chest, running them northbound, winding her arms around his neck.
He went stock-still. Well, except for closing his eyes and a sexy muscle in his jaw that bunched tight. “Jade-”
“Shh,” she said, watching his lips quirk as she animal-whispered him for a change. “Just stay calm, Dell. And keep breathing. This won’t hurt, I promise.”
He let out a rough exhale that turned into a groan when she brushed her lips against his, once.
Twice.
His eyes opened, dark and intense.
Hot.
One big hand ran down her spine to rest at the small of her back; the other gripped her hip. They were inches apart from each other, sharing air.
One inch one way, Jade thought. One more inch would change everything.
Everything.
She gave a brief thought to stepping back, but it was too late.
Far too late.
So she closed the gap, absorbing the heat of him and the fact that he was so big. And hard.
Everywhere.
She let out a little hum of pleasure at that as she slid her fingers into his hair and drew his mouth back to hers.
Eleven
Dell was lost in the kiss before Jade tightened her grip on him and made a soft, sexy whimper, but when her tongue touched his, desire exploded as the kiss deepened into a hot, intense connection that blew the circuits in his brain.
She moaned and melted into his body, her fingers tightening painfully in his hair. Hell, she could make him bald if she wanted, he didn’t care, just as long as she kept on kissing him just… like… that… God.
“Dell-”
“I know.” He dipped his head and dragged his mouth down her throat, one hand fitting low on her back, the other sliding down her leg, lifting it to his hip so he could grind against her. The insanity continued when she clutched at him and arched closer, as if she couldn’t get enough. Her hands where everywhere, running her fingers through his hair, stroking them down his neck, giving him a shiver all the way to his toes. Then she worked her way beneath his damp T-shirt and dug into the muscles there. He was already granite hard when she rocked herself against him. This was because he had no blood left in his head. He sucked in a breath and once again took her mouth with his.
Like a match on dry timber.
Her arms wound around his neck as she went up on tiptoe, molding her body to his. Yeah, God yeah. Her lips immediately parted and her tongue slid to his, hot and wet, and he groaned into her mouth as he stroked up her ribs, his thumbs lightly brushing the underside of her breasts.
Making a low purring noise, she tried to climb up his body. “Dell-”
His answer was to press her up against the wall, dragging his mouth down her throat to taste the pulse racing at the base of her neck.
She moaned and held his mouth to her skin with a hand on the back of his head, again rocking the apex of her thighs into him. He wanted to take her right there against the wall, he wanted that more than he’d ever wanted anything in his life. He sucked in a breath and reached for the hem of her T-shirt to rip it off when he heard someone clear their throat behind them.
Jade went stock-still, and Dell pulled his mouth away and rested his forehead against hers.
“Huh,” Adam said behind them. “The hand thing makes a lot more sense now.”
Jade tore free of Dell. Putting her hand to her lips, she stared up at Adam, her chest rising and falling like she’d just run a mile. “We-we were training.”
The corners of Adam’s mouth quirked as he rubbed his jaw, doing his best to hide his amusement. He failed. “Yeah? You could make a million bucks off a DVD of that kind of training.”
Dell gave him a shut-the-fuck-up look. Jade moved past them both and grabbed her purse.
“Jade-”
“Sorry, it’s late. I didn’t realize how late. I’ve gotta go, I have a thing…”
“Jade.”
But she was gone and two seconds later the front door shut somewhere above them.
“You are such an asshole,” Dell said to Adam, and shoved past him, heading for the stairs.
“Really? Because I’m not the one kissing my receptionist, the receptionist who’s clearly battling some demons.”
Dell turned around on the stairs and nearly plowed Adam over. Adam arched a brow, silent.
Dell blew out a breath. “You’re an asshole.”
“Repeating yourself. It’s the first sign of guilt, man.”
“She’s not just a receptionist. She’s…” More. She was much more to Belle Haven, and it was to his own shame that he’d only begun to realize it as she’d effortlessly taken over the dreaded bookkeeping with seamless ease, freeing up hours a day for him. “And I told you we were training tonight.”
“Yeah. You were training real hard.” He shook his head. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing?”
Dell shoved his hands in his hair. “Does it look like it?”
“You could hurt her.” Adam paused. “Don’t.”
“I-”
“Don’t.”
“You really think I’d hurt her?”
Adam just looked at him.
Okay, so he didn’t have a good track record. Who did?
“Just slow down,” Adam suggested.
Slow down? He and Jade had been co-workers and friends for a year and a half already. She was leaving in a matter of weeks. How much slower could they go? He pushed free and took a shower and a drive, and look at that, he ended up at Jade’s place. As he got out, he knew that for once Adam’s radar was off. It wasn’t Jade in danger of getting hurt.