Chapter 18: Tabby

At this rate Tabby would be surprised if they made it to the living room much less her bedroom.

Jamie's fingers hooked under her panties, tugging at the thin band of material over her hip. She shifted and nipped his lip. Typically she was a fan of foreplay, but right now she just wanted him. Everything else was superfluous.

"God, you're sexy," he muttered against her mouth.

"Back at ya." She slid her hands under his jacket.

"Tabby?"

"Shut up." She kissed the corner of his mouth.

He let go of her panties and grasped her arms, forcing them up over her head. A thrill went through her. Too many guys just didn't have it in them for a power move like this.

Jamie bent his head, but not close enough for her to kiss.

"You're used to getting your way, aren't you?" His gaze narrowed.

Why lie? "Yes."

"We have to talk. Before this goes further."

"Why?" That one word was made from pure whine.