Adam ran out the front door without his coat and hoped the frigid air would cool his entire system. He had no idea what had come over him. Reese was just so close and she smelled good and the soft skin of her arms brushed against his. Then she spoke in that whispery, husky voice and he about blew a nut right there.
He pulled the hatch open on Hunter’s van and leaned in to grab a box. Behind him he heard, “You drive a minivan? Cute.”
Crap. Why couldn’t she have just waited inside?
“Not cute. Practical. It hauls all of my music equipment,” Hunter answered.
Adam hefted a box, glass clinking together inside, and stepped back. “Where’d all this come from?”
“The manager at work got us an excellent deal.”
Hunter’s smile told Adam he didn’t want to know what the deal was. He walked around Hu
