Page 25 of Wild Fires

With a gasp I pulled away.

My entire unit was only a few feet away. I averted my eyes, unable to even look at him. Why had he kissed me? I wanted to ask him. I needed to see it. But that’s when I saw it.

“No way!” Quickly, I crawled right over him and this time he didn't move to stop me.

I reached out and picked up one wooden match.

But when I felt warm lips against the exposed flesh of my stomach where my shirt had ridden up, I froze.

Just a little lower and his mouth would be exactly where I wanted him.

Oh God! I wanted it so much. I'd happily strip and ride his face right here in the field if it meant getting this man out of my system once and for all.

“Ryan. Not here,” I whispered. “And look what I found.”

He wasn't hearing me. His mouth continued trailing kisses lower until I scooted down closer to him, thankful we were fully concealed in the tall grass that desperately needed mowing.

His mouth continued to trail kisses up my body over my clothes until we were face-to-face once more.

“Hey, focus.”

He was still staring at my lips.

“Dammit,” I muttered, and then I threw caution to the wind and kissed him hard.

He greedily kissed me back.

“Has anyone seen Gracie?” Andrew yelled.

I froze and stared down into Ryan's eyes.

“Shit. This is not good.”

“It's very good,” he said.

“She and Ryan came together. They're around here somewhere,” Clarence said.

“Shit,” Ryan swore.

“Ya think? Stay down. I'll show them the match and cause a distraction, then you can quietly join us. Okay?”

He nodded, then looked confused. “Wait. You found the match?”

“Yeah.”

“When?”

“When you were a little busy down there.”

He gave me the sexiest, most unapologetic look I'd ever seen.

“Stay down,” I told him before crawling a few yards away and jumping up with the match in hand. “Found it!” I announced as I quickly made an exit for the front of the barn by the parked cars.

Just as I'd hoped, the others followed me wanting to see what I'd found. I showed them the match.

“It doesn't absolutely confirm anything,” Clarence assured me.

“I know, but every single fire has had one.”