Page 19 of The Hero She Loves

Their gazes locked and she felt a shot of pure heat in her belly. That intensity of his radiated off him, like a caress on her skin. He felt like a contained storm.

“Sorry,” she whispered. “I shouldn’t have?—”

He hauled her closer, then his mouth was on hers.

She opened her lips, and his tongue boldly slipped inside. He cupped the back of her head, and she melted against him. The warmth of him hit her, the taste of him. Desire was a bright burn inside her and she moaned into his mouth.

“Get a room,” someone cried. It was followed by a lot of hooting and hollering.

Jenna stepped back and blinked. She felt dazed.

Parker had that inscrutable look on his face again, but she got the impression he was a little knocked off balance.

She swallowed and managed a shaky smile. She raised her voice. “We might just do that. Bye, fellas.”

As she walked out of the bar, she was a little unsteady and her panties a little damp.

“We need to go,” she said, not meeting his gaze.

When was the last time any kiss had affected her like this? When had she ever let a man close enough to rattle her with just one touch?

She already knew the answer to that question.Never.

CHAPTER FIVE

“Turn here,” Owen said from the back seat.

Park turned onto a long, winding driveway. It wasn’t well-kept. There were potholes and clumps of long grass.

He drove on, maneuvering around the worst of the potholes. The entire time, he was fighting his awareness of Jenna sitting in the seat beside him. Her lush, floral perfume was buried in his senses.

He’d kissed her.

And she’d kissed him back.

Then, they’d kissed the hell out of each other.

His hands tightened on the steering wheel. For the first time in a really long time, he’d wanted someone to touch him. He’d wanted her hands on his body.

They hit a deep pothole and the truck shuddered.Shit. He steered them free.

“Okay?” She shot him a look.

“Fine.”Focus on the damn mission, Conroy.

But it was harder than it should be. He’d never had a problem focusing on a mission before. He’d been known for his laser-focused intensity.

Then again, he’d never gone on a mission with someone like Jenna.

He liked her touch. He should be glad that he wasn’t as screwed up as he’d thought. But another part of him was shouting at him.

That part of him didn’t want to feel, didn’t want to get close to anyone.

His hands flexed on the steering wheel again. Jenna wouldn’t be here long. He’d help her find Olson and then his life would go back to peace and quiet.

A stand of trees came into view. There was a cabin nestled in the center.

“Nice,” Jenna said.