Jenny
He shrugged as if it were no big deal. His expression sobered as he cupped my cheek. "We need to talk. I've got a thousand things to say."
"I've got some things to share, too."
Nodding, he glanced around and set me on my feet. Then he bent and hauled me over his shoulder fireman style. I squeaked as he carried me toward the back rooms.
We passed the bar and I looked up, blowing hair out of my face. "Rock, close the bar tonight, would you?"
Wiping a glass with a white towel, he winked. "You got it."
Matt fished around in my pocket for the keys, unlocked the private door to my apartment, and kicked the door shut behind us. With a quick reset of the lock, he climbed the stairs, me still over his shoulder.
"I can walk."
He skimmed a hand over my thigh. "I'm not letting you go fo
