Free Serving Trouble by Sara Jane Stone Page A

The cab of his truck. The tailgate. He would stroke her until she came, or kiss her sweet mouth until the sun rose. He’d never ask for more. He just needed to stay right here, with her wanting him.
    â€œYou’re vibrating,” she said, sliding her hand over his chest. A shiver rippled through him, heading lower and leaving him wanting more. When had her fingers slipped beneath his shirt? He’d been so lost, caught up in her. And yeah, he’d tuned out the buzz of his cell phone trembling against his thigh. He’d been a helluva lot more interested in the woman pulsing against him.
    He stepped back and withdrew his phone. “Shit.”
    And that summed up just about everything. The fact that Josie had returned the boot she’d dug into his leg to the ground. The fact that she’d crossed her arms under her breasts as if presenting a physical barrier to further exploration. And the fact that her brother had chosen a pretty damn bad time to call.
    He swiped his finger across the screen and lifted the phone. He couldn’t ignore the call. Now one of the elite army rangers, Dominic could be freaking anywhere and might not get a chance to phone home again for a long time. “Hey, Dominic.”
    â€œHey, man. Did I catch you while running? You sound out of breath,” his friend spoke over the crystal clear signal.
    â€œNo, just finishing up for the night.”
    â€œYeah, about that.” Dominic’s tone shifted, hardening, and Noah braced for the hit. His friend couldn’t touch him from half a world away, but he could pack a powerful punch with his words. “My dad said Josie moved back and she’s working for you now. How’d that happen?”
    He had nothing to give his friend but the truth. “She asked, man. And I had to say yes.”
    â€œThat’s it?” Dominic growled.
    â€œYeah.” Noah looked at Josie. She unfolded her arms and held out her hand.
    â€œLet me talk to him,” she said softly.
    He nodded, but didn’t pull the phone away from his ear. “I got to tell you, your sister is the best thing that’s happened to this bar in a while.” And to me. “She’s standing right here. Want to say howdy?”
    â€œIt’s fucking four thirty in the morning there,” Dominic snapped. “What are you still doing—­”
    â€œHere she is.” He held the phone out to Josie. “Your brother’s pissed off.”
    â€œW HAT HAPPENED TO school? I know you were taking some time off, but I thought you were going back.” Dominic’s voice boomed in her ear as she moved away from Noah’s truck and into the dark, empty parking lot. Glancing up, she searched for stars or a glimpse of the moon. Nothing but clouds. It was as if the night sky had decided to take a vacation.
    But even a dark, gloomy summer’s night and her brother’s how-­did-­you-­screw-­up-­this-­time tone couldn’t penetrate the memory of Noah’s mouth crushed against hers. He’d kissed her as if he needed to take her.
    â€œJosie, I know you’re still there,” her brother said. “I’m on the base in Tennessee. There is nothing wrong with this connection.”
    â€œYou’re coming home?” she asked, torn between wanting to wrap her arms around her brother and keep him safe in Forever, Oregon, and needing a little more time to jump-­start her life here.
    â€œNo. We’re heading out tomorrow,” he said gruffly. “To the base in Turkey. Then, we’ll see.”
    â€œDid you call Dad?” she asked.
    â€œYeah, which is how I found out you’re home and serving drinks at Noah’s bar,” he said with a sigh. “I thought you were going to finish your degree. You only had one more year.”
    â€œI needed more time.” And seventy thousand dollars. “So I came home.”
    â€œThat’s it? That’s why you