Page 22 of Sentinel's Kiss

“You have a point.” Ashley shrugged.

“I came to apologize for being a dick.”

“You seem to do that a lot.”

“I don’t apologize that often.”

“Should I feel special then?” She broke down the cardboard box, tossing it in the corner with the others.

“You should,” he said. “Because you are special and not just because you let me fuck you in the back of my car.”

“Makes my heart all aflutter. Anyway, apology accepted. Again. Next time bring chocolate or I won’t be as forgiving.”

“I’ll make a note of that. Need any help?”

“If you really want to, you can take these boxes down to the recycling bin downstairs. Save me a trip.”

“Okay.” He gathered them up and she held the door open for him. Waiting at the door, she wondered what he was really doing there. He could have apologized on the phone. She wanted to be mad at him for being such a dick, but he made up for it by being absolutely gorgeous. Ashley shrugged. It was shallow, but she liked the way her body revved when he was close to her. Biting her lip, she wondered how to get him into bed.

Ashley glanced over at his motorcycle in the parking lot. It was a tricked-out Harley that she’d bet her last dime would go faster than anything on the road. He caught her looking at it when he came back. “Want to go for a ride?”

She knew she should finish unpacking, but she wanted to do that as much as she wanted to go over to her parents’ house that night for dinner. She nodded. Ashley would love to fly down the highway on the back of that sexy machine, holding on for dear life to another sexy machine. She tucked her hair behind her ear. Sex could come later. They just had to get through today without pissing each other off.

“Cool, then maybe afterwards we can go out on the bike.”

Her heart skipped a little as a rush of adrenaline pulsed through her. What a coincidence. They were on the same page.

Josh deliberately brushed by her on the way back in, holding her against him for a moment. She appreciated those hard muscles and his intense hazel eyes. Ashley licked her lips and his eyes narrowed on the movement.

“You came all this way for sex?” she asked, trying to keep the glee out of her voice.

“It’s only a half hour, and I would’ve driven to Alaska for you.”

“You mean to tell me I could have called you up anytime in the last two years for a booty call and you would have shown up?” Ashley could have pounded her head against the wall. She figured he was a one-and-done sort of guy.

“Are you kidding? As fast as my bike could go.” He leaned in and growled in her ear, “And my bike goes really fast.”

“That’s not the only thing that goes fast,” she muttered, then slid her hands down to cup his backside. “At least this time, we’re in my apartment.”

“In my defense, I had originally planned to take you out to dinner tonight,” he said.

“Let me guess. Chinese food?”

“But since your roommate is going to be away at her tennis match, how about you and I christen your new bed while we have the place all to ourselves?”

Ashley knew it wasn’t a good idea to get involved with him. He was wild and unstable and had a dangerous edge that made him both irresistible and repellent. But he was sexy as hell and had starred in most of her fantasies for the past two years.

“What about you?” he asked. “Would you have been my booty call if I had picked up the phone?”

She cocked her head and looked up at him. “I’d probably start out with phone sex and see if your voice could get me off while I used my vibrator.”

His eyes darkened and the smile froze on his face. “The moment I heard that buzz, I’d be on my motorcycle to you.”

She gave him a slight shove to walk him backward into her room. “So is this what this is? A booty call?”

“Is the correct answer yes?” he asked.

Ashley took off her shirt as soon as they entered her bedroom.