cart jumped over increased her passion.
“Do you have a full day of lessons?”
She shook her head. “No, you’re the last.”
“Can I talk you into dinner later?”
Lexie’s heart leapt into her throat. If she accepted then that would shift them from student and coach to… what? Did it really matter? She didn’t have to ponder long because she knew exactly what her answer would be. “Yes, I think you can talk me into it.” She turned her head and enjoyed the view of his profile.
He nodded and smiled at her before giving his attention to the cart path.
This step taken down a completely different path was unexpected, and yet she was very okay with it. Lexie glanced at him from under her lashes as he drove the cart. Her heart did a little tumble, and she enjoyed the flutters until they subsided.
A shiver of delight rippled along her flesh when she allowed herself the luxury of wondering what might come after their meal. Would they have a goodnight kiss or a good night of sex? She hoped it was the latter. It had been a while since she’d slept with anyone and she was ready for a tumble. Jay was the perfect man to break the dry spell.
Wind howled down the ridge and whined in the trees. Lighting flashed behind the rim and thunder echoed through the seething clouds. A wall of rain rushed toward them.
“Think we’re in for it.” Jay slid his arm behind her back and snagged her up tight to him, stomping on the accelerator. A sheet of rain chased them.
“Where’s a shelter?” he asked.
“Over there.” She had to shout above the din of rain on the cart roof, rising wind and booming thunder. The roof of the cart didn’t offer much protection against the fat drops of rain. Not a fan of storms, Lexie edged closer to his protective bulk and pointed behind some trees.
Ozone ripened in the air. Then a flash of lightening, so bright it was blinding, rent the sky followed by a crash of thunder that shook the cart. Lexie jumped, clutched Jay, her arms gripping his waist, and buried her face into his neck.
“It’s all right, darlin’.” He hugged her tighter.
He pulled up to the shelter, pressed the brake then hauled her out, tucking her under his arm. Jay practically carried her to the building trying to shield her with his body. They rushed under the roof and she clung to him, liking how his arms held her tight.
“Lucky this was so close, or we’d be fending off Mother Nature all on our own.” He gazed at her with a sultry heat that seeped into her soul and chased the chill of rain from her.
All she saw was his face. Gone were the majestic towering trees and the carefully clipped fairways, and no thoughts of golf lessons ran through her mind. The storm was a backdrop to her raging emotions. She was consumed with what she thought and felt for Jay.
She stared at him, caught in the smoldering passion of his gaze. She didn’t want to leave the powerful shelter of his arms. Her breath snagged in her chest, and she pressed herself to him. Her breasts flattened against the broad expanse of his chest, his wet shirt dampening hers and cooling her fevered flesh. She shivered.
“Cold?”
Lexie shook her head. “No.”
The sexy smile curving his lips and the passion radiating from him stoked a fire that burned her from the inside out. Suddenly, she was hot, but not the kind of heat that needed a cool drink of water, one that required more fuel for the fire. She laced her fingers behind his back, holding him firm, losing herself in sensation. Only aware of being wrapped in the blanket of his strength. His power. It overtook her.
“You are gorgeous, woman.” The deep timber of his voice was barely audible above the wildness of nature.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” Lexie barely recognized the husky tone of her own voice. It was raw and eager and encouraging.
She smiled, straining toward him, silently begging him to ease the tingling of her lips with the press of his. No words were needed. He ducked
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