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took an extra moment to process her declaration. His blood raced through his veins and settled in his cock. “Good, because there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” Besides in you.
    “Care to show me?” Macy slid from his arms and led him down the hallway. Shestopped in front of the last door. “Because you can still chicken out.” She slid her card into the slot to open the lock.
    “I have no desire to run away—” Tanner stilled her hand “—but once we cross the threshold, I won’t be able to hold back. Are you sure you want me here?”
    Macy stood on tiptoe and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth. The sensation crackled from his brain to his heart and exploded in his balls. Holy shit.
    “I want everything.”

Chapter Five
     
     
     
    Macy sucked in a ragged breath as she walked into her room. She strained to listen for any sign of Kealie or her entourage. She loved her best friend more than just about anyone, but she really didn’t want to walk in on someone else making use of her bed. Maybe giving Kealie the spare key hadn’t been such a great idea.
    When Macy stopped, Tanner bumped into her and wrapped his strong arms around her middle. Then the thought occurred to her. Had she bothered to clean up the clothes strewn all over the floor? And why was she worrying about a little dirty laundry? Did guys care about such things?
    Why did it matter if he wasn’t staying longer than the night? Her drink reversed course in her throat. Relationships were bad. Very bad. Guys got ideas and got possessive.She squeezed her eyes shut. He wasn’t Will and this wasn’t fifteen years ago.Tanner could break her heart in an instant, but she knew he’d never break her bones or leave bruises.
    Somehow a broken heart seemed worse.
    “What’s wrong, Mace?”
    “Nothing.” Macy opened her eyes to forget the repercussions of her first serious boyfriend—the welts, the screaming, the time alone. Focus on Tanner. She turned in Tanner’s embrace and forced her brain to function at regular speed. “Make yourself comfortable.” As she gazed into his blue eyes, the tension waned into relief. Why did Tanner, in her room, seem so right? “It’s temporary, but it works.”
    He cupped her cheeks in both work-roughened hands. “You have a lot of temporary homes, don’t you?”
    “I spend a lot of time on the road. It’s easier than having strings.” She studied the dusting of hairs on his cheeks and chin. How could the man look so criminally sexy without any effort? She shifted her hips, wriggling in her cream-soaked panties. Just his gaze made her horny, but happy.
    “Where does your heart lie?”
    The truth teetered on the tip of her tongue. With you. She couldn’t admit the truth—not after only a few hours. “Somewhere.” That sounded nice and safe. Baring her heart meant baring her soul. They had a past, albeit a puppy-love-slash-friendship kind of connection, but it wasn’t something to build on. Besides, love at first sight only happened in her novels, never in real life.
    “I want to make love to you, Macy.”
    At the word ‘love’, her brain shut down and her body took over. She’d let herself get too damn close to true emotion. No more. “Fuck me.”
    Tanner tore the tunic up over her head and tossed it somewhere out of her line of sight. Her nipples pebbled under his intense azure gaze and heat flooded between her thighs. She tipped her head back to succumb to his kiss. He nibbled along her jaw, his day-old whiskers abrading her cheek. He caressed her backside. “I want to take you everywhere.”
    The longer his hands lingered on her ass, the more she wondered what he meant by ‘everywhere’. Something in his voice alluded to deliciously wicked things she’d tried many times, but would never have thought he’d enjoy. She gyrated against him to relieve a hint of the need overwhelming her senses.
    His dick, long and hot, jabbed her lower belly. Macy fumbled with the buttons of his shirt and