Jimmy’s head swam in a haze of testosterone. The chemistry between him and Moira was more explosive every time they were alone. He tried his damnedest to keep it in check, but she didn’t make it easy.
Discussing his plans with her was easier than expected. He’d had similar conversations with other women, and it usually ended in one of two ways: they either hit the road running or immediately looked for a diamond. Moira just listened.
“Where to now?”
She shrugged. A sudden flash of lightning blazed across the sky followed by a c***k of thunder. It looked like their luck had run out.
“We should probably head to the car so we don’t get stuck in a downpour. Let me get some cotton candy for Norah first.” He pulled her toward the concession stand. “You want anything?”
Her eyes lit when she
