Hers to Take(15)

"Sounds good to me."

She stood to leave because Kira knew if she stuck around too much longer, she'd probably leap across the table and kiss him again. Lord knew she couldn't stop staring at those lips and imagining exactly how they'd feel moving against the tender skin of her neck, traveling up to the shell of her ear where- "I should go."

Kira straightened her khakis and turned away from him in an effort to maintain some sort of semblance of self-control. It was one thing to kiss him as a greeting, which they totally shouldn't have done. Or invite him on a middle-of-the-night stakeout, or whatever it was that she was planning on doing beyond getting him alone in the middle of the night. But it was a completely different thing to jump the man and push him down on the picnic table so she could straddle him and feel that hard muscular chest under her- Oh good God. She needed to get out of there. She quickened her step.

"Hey, Kira?" Nash called out to her. She almost didn't turn around, but there was something in the playful way he said her name. Despite her intentions to make a clean getaway, she turned to look at him. "I'm looking forward to tonight." His words melted off his tongue. They might as well have had a direct line between her legs because just the anticipation of later, and knowing he was looking forward to it as much as she was, made her panties wet.




 

 





Chapter Five





Kira hadn't given him many details about what exactly they were going to be doing out in the dark on the riverbank. Not that Nash needed any. He was quite happy to finally have a few moments alone with her. Especially at night, in the woods. The fact that they were supposed to be looking into her theory about the dead fish bared little importance to Nash. All he could think of was: Kira, alone, woods.

Perfect.

If only they could get out of the cabin.

"I'm not doing anything." Sasha sidled up to Nash and leaned up against the counter next to him. "Maybe I should come with you."

"No." Kira appeared in the hall. "What I meant to say was, I appreciate the offer, Sasha, but I think it's only a two-person job tonight."

Nash hid his smile and reached past Sasha, who actually pouted a little, to grab a few apples from the bowl on the counter. Sasha was a very attractive woman and she hadn't done a very good job of hiding her interest in Nash since he'd arrived. Under different circumstances, Nash might have pursued something with her, even if it was just a little fun. But circumstances weren't different. Besides, he got the impression that Sasha might be interested in almost every other man in the camp as well. Not that it mattered. Not at all.

He let his gaze slide over to Kira, who wore jeans that hugged her curves in all the right places and a v-neck t-shirt that stretched tight over her luscious breasts. Damn. If he thought she looked hot in her parks uniform, she was set to combust in her after-hours clothes. Nash swallowed hard and forced himself to focus on packing a few snacks.

"How long will you guys be gone?" Sasha directed her question at Kira. "Should we wait up?" She wiggled her eyebrows, but Nash knew it was only to tease, and likely try to suss out whether or not there was anything going on between the two of them. If she only knew. But she wouldn't because they'd done a good job hiding whatever it was that was going on between them from the other staff. At least for now.

Not that Nash saw any point to it. But he wasn't about to pretend he understood women or what went through their heads. Especially Kira's.

"Probably all night," Nash answered Sasha's question. "And we should get going." He grabbed his pack, squeezed past Sasha and stood in front of Kira. Up close, her scent filled him, driving his wolf wild. "Are you ready?" The question was loaded and, judging by the look on her face, Kira knew it.



"Thanks for coming with me tonight." They'd been driving in Nash's truck for a few minutes before Kira finally spoke, beyond telling him what direction to go in. She knew she should say something, but everything felt awkward and staged. As if she'd invited him on a date instead of a stakeout. Which, maybe, she had. She risked a glance in his direction and immediately felt stupid when he caught her eye and smiled. 

"Of course, Kira. I'm happy to be here."

"It's just that it's late and the middle of the-"

"I'm a wolf, remember?" He laughed. "I like the night."

She laughed at the easy way he opened up about his animal. It was refreshing to spend time with another shifter, even if he was a wolf. And even though for the last year, she'd largely ignored the fact that she herself was a shifter, it was still nice. Even if she couldn't fully put that feeling into words. Or any other feeling when it came to Nash. There were so many reasons she shouldn't be sitting next to him in that truck, driving into the quiet woods in the middle of the night. But there was one good reason that she should.