The Bigger They Are… (Lovers on the Fringe, Book Two) (8 page)

Instead he withdrew.

She barely had time to breathe out a denial before he slid back in, this time to the base of his fingers.

And when he twisted them inside and stroked, she felt a quick, sharp orgasm cut through her.

Not enough. Never enough.

“Not yet, babe,” Andy growled out. “Hang tight.”

Withdrawing, he reached for a condom from the drawer. Seconds later, his cock nudged at her entrance then he thrust inside and rode her. No time for slow. This time it was fast and hard.

And she loved every thrust and retreat. She loved the way he’d push inside, his hands tightening around her hips as if he wanted to drag her as close as he could get her.

“Jenna, are you close?”

“Yes, just…oh yeah, right there.”

Jenna moaned as he hit that spot that made her melt, made her body shudder and her orgasm spread like a starburst.

Arching her back, she tightened around him, heard him gasp out her name then felt the pulse of his cock inside her.

As she deflated onto the bed, Andy came down beside her, careful not to put too much of his weight on her.

Damn, she could get used to this.

Too bad she had to leave. And never see him again.

“So, I really should be going.”

Andy had been dreading this part.

They’d gotten dressed but had only made is far as the couch before he stole one last kiss, which had turned into fifteen minutes of necking.

He couldn’t seem to get enough of her but it was close to noon and she’d said she had a long drive.

Damn it, he did
not
want Jenna to go even though he was pretty sure he shouldn’t want her to stay.

She had to be here investigating a rumor for her brother and she’d been too close to the Mystyk Bar last night for it to be coincidence. The fact that he’d never heard of Joss having a sister until now probably only meant he’d been keeping her as a stealth weapon.

It’d be too much to hope that her being here was mere coincidence.

“Do you have somewhere you need to be?”

A blush turned her cheeks rosy and Andy felt his stomach twist.

“Actually, this is going to sound really stupid. And now that I’m here, I know how foolish it really is, but… No, never mind. I have to get home. I’ve got work that needs to be finished and…stuff I need to do. I really would love to stay but…” again that blush, “I really should get back to real life.”

Real life, huh? So what had last night been?

“I had a great time last night, Andy.”

She smiled at him and all the heated anger that’d started to gather in his chest at being considered something less than real sank lower. Really low. And definitely was no longer angry.

Hell, he’d finally met a girl who turned him on like no one he’d ever met but he should be glad she was going.

This situation totally sucked.

But what the hell could he do about it?

“I had a great night too. Can I at least get your number? If I ever get back through,” he remembered at the last second that she’d never actually told him where she lived, “here, maybe I could give you a call?”

Her cute little nose wrinkled. “Actually, I’m not from around here. I live closer to Reading, which is about an hour north of Philadelphia. But if you ever get down there…”

Well, hell, wasn’t that almost too convenient. His cousin Tim didn’t live far from Reading.

Maybe Tim would get a few more visits a year than he was used to. Carrie wouldn’t mind. She could always use some pictures of a Yeti for her magazine.

“I’m sure I could manage it.”

Her undiluted smile made him want to throw her back on the bed, strip off the clothes she’d just put on and get her to agree to stay for the rest of the day, at least. Maybe the next day, as well.

But what he really should be doing was pushing her out the door and on her way home. Away from here. Away from him and his Fringe friends.

If Fry found out who she was, he’d never hear the end of it.

Come to think of it, he hadn’t heard from Fry at all last night. No texts, no calls asking where he’d gotten to. Maybe his buddy had gotten lucky too. Probably not as lucky as Andy but maybe he’d picked up a woman at the bar and went back to her room. The guy was as chick magnet. Something about those wings…

Then again, what if something had happened to him?

Nah, someone would’ve called him. If Fry had gotten drunk—and that was a damn good possibility—he wouldn’t have been able to fly so there would be no smashed Fry on a tree or a windshield somewhere.

Someone had probably given him a drive back to the B&B where he was sleeping it off in a room.

“Andy, is something wrong?”

He blinked and realized Jenna’s smile was gone. Probably because he’d started to frown.

“No. Nothing’s wrong. I just realized I didn’t tell my friend where I was going last night and I haven’t heard from him since then.”

“Do you think something happened to him?”

“No… No, I’m sure he’s fine.”

“Maybe you should give him a call. It’ll make you feel better. And I really should check in with my brother again.”

And there was the invisible pink elephant in the room again.

“I had a great time last night, Jenna. And I really do want to see you again.”

Damn, her smile made him horny as all hell.

Turning, she began to look around the room then turned toward the desk. She jotted down something on the notepad by the phone then headed for the door.

She opened it but turned back to him before walking out. “I’d really like to see you again too. I left you my number. Plea—”

Jenna disappeared with a squeak.

For a second, Andy blinked at the space where she’d been standing. In the next, he ran for the door, his body obeying signals from his subconscious before his sex-addled brain realized what had actually happened.

Throwing open the door, he stepped outside and assessed the situation. Then he took two strides and grabbed the guy trying to drag Jenna down the path toward the B&B. The guy couldn’t have weighed more than a hundred pounds soaking wet and barely came up to Jenna’s shoulder. Andy would’ve thought it was a kid except for the scraggly beard covering his chin and the receding hairline.

The guy squealed and released Jenna when Andy picked him up by the scruff of his neck and let his feet dangle inches above the ground.

Jenna turned, hands on her hips, a furious expression on her face. “Mike, what the hell’s going on with you? What’re you doing here? And why the frack are you trying to kidnap me?”

The tone of Jenna’s voice made it clear she knew the guy. And wasn’t happy to see him.

The look on the guy’s face was sheer panic. Andy was surprised ole Mikey here wasn’t begging for his release.

“Joss wanted me to make sure you were okay. He didn’t want anything to happen to you.”

Jenna’s arms crossed under her breasts now and Andy couldn’t help but sigh at the sight. “And why exactly would he think something would happen to me?”

Mike flicked a somewhat frantic look at Andy over his shoulder as his feet pedaled in the air. As if he might be able to get enough motion going to get free. Andy just lifted his eyebrows at the SPAz. Definitely SPAz.

His new buddy Mike had that look about him.

“Joss just wanted to be sure you got his message. Since I was in the area, I told him I’d make sure you were okay.”

“Bullshit.”

Andy’s mouth quirked in a grin at the heat in Jenna’s tone. He really liked this girl. And when she caught his grin and returned it, that heat sank into his blood.

“I want to know what’s going on and I want to know now. Andy, I think you can let him down. He may be an idiot but he’s not dangerous.”

Andy would reserve judgment on that one. Not on the idiot comment. That was definitely true.

As soon as he put the guy on the ground, Mike made a beeline for Jenna, and, while he didn’t exactly cower behind her, he did stick pretty close to her side.

Mike must’ve seen Andy’s displeasure with his proximity to Jenna but, even though the guy practically quivered like a hairless Chihuahua in a snow storm, he didn’t move.

“Jenna, who is this guy?”

“And why would you think this was any of your business, Mike? What are you doing here? I thought you went with Joss.”

Mike flushed a bright, uncomfortable red. “I was going to but my mom needed me at home. She’d be all alone if I left and…”

Jenna actually looked sorry for the guy and Andy had to admit it was kind of pitiful.

“So now you’re following me around?”

“No! Well, not really.” Mike gave Andy a furtive look before leaning closer to Jenna. “Joss told me why he asked you to come here and I think I found something you need to see.”

Well, shit. That didn’t sound good but Jenna just rolled her eyes.

“Whatever it is you think you found, Mike, I’m sure it won’t interest me.”

Mike deliberately ignored her or, more likely, he didn’t pick up on Jenna’s tone, which definitely told Mike to get lost. Instead, he started tugging Jenna toward the B&B.

Andy was about to go rescue his damsel but the damsel didn’t appear to need any help as she made a short, sharp motion and freed herself from Mike’s grip. Before he could attach himself to her arm again, and before Andy could grab the guy by the scruff and give him a shake for daring to touch Jenna, she held up one index finger and stared Mike down as if he were a first-grader having a temper tantrum.

If Andy had had a teacher like Jenna, he probably would’ve flunked out of school because all he’d do all day was stare at her.

Finally, Mike actually stomped his foot like a child. “Jenna, you gotta come with me. Joss will have my head on a platter if anything happens to you.”

“And again, I say, I’m old enough to take care of myself. And older than you by five years.”

Andy made a mental note not to get on this woman’s bad side. That tongue could cut like a knife. When it wasn’t licking up his—

“Jesus, Jenna,” Mikey’s voice had dropped to a level he probably thought Andy couldn’t hear. Too bad for Mike, Andy had great hearing. “I’ve got a freakin’ fairy trapped in my trunk. You gotta come see.”

It was Andy’s turn to roll his eyes.

Well, hell. That probably explained the mystery of what’d happened to Fry last night.

How the fuck did the guy get himself into these situations? This wasn’t the first time Andy would have to pull his ass out of the fire. Or, in this case, Mikey’s trunk.

But how did he do it without Jenna seeing Fry?

Or maybe…it’d be a good way to gauge Jenna’s reaction to the Fringe. Of course, if she turned out to be just like her brother, he’d never be able to see her again. And if she told anyone she’d slept with a Yeti, well, she’d lose any credibility she’d ever had.

Which would be a shitty thing to do to the woman he had a freaking hard-on for right now.

So what the fuck did he do? He couldn’t leave Fry in the back of the little twerp’s car, though it would serve Fry right if he did, at least for a little while.

“Now, Mike, really. I know you probably think you have a fairy in your trunk but maybe it’s simply a bat or a—”

“Bat’s aren’t almost six feet tall with blue wings.”

Yep, definitely Fry.

“Oh my god.” Jenna’s expression made Andy wince and Mike practically folded in on himself. “Do you mean to tell me you have an actual person trapped in the trunk of your car?”

“He’s not a person, he’s a fairy.”

“Oh, for—Mike! You’re going to get arrested for a hate crime!”

Andy couldn’t help himself. He started to laugh even as Mike began to wave his hands in the air as if he were guiding a fighter jet onto the deck of a battleship.

“No, I mean he really is a fairy. He’s got wings and everything.”

Now Jenna threw her hands in the air and started stomping back toward the B&B. Like a good little boy, Mike fell in behind her. Andy followed at enough of a distance that he could ogle her ass. He figured it’d be the last time he got to see it.

They reached Mike’s car in what seemed like seconds and Andy started to laugh again. He couldn’t help it.

Mike drove a Gremlin.

The damn thing didn’t have a trunk. It had a see-through hatch. The only reason no one had noticed Fry in the back was because Fry had curled in on himself. He looked like a pile of clothes, his dark hair blending into the dark fabric of his coat.

While he tried to hold back his laughter, Jenna and Mike gave him funny looks. Jenna’s confusion scrunched up her face in adorable bemusement while Mike just looked pissy.

Just wait, little man. I’ll show you something that’ll wipe that pissy look off your face in a heartbeat.

“Mike, open this car right now.”