Chapter 13
Chance
She filled his embrace as she leaned into him. Her mouth remained timid, but he knew she was as eager as he was to see how far this moment would take them. Brew held her face as he continued to kiss her, lightly kneading her lips with his, yet never breaching them with his tongue. Hopefully that would come later. Hopefully this moment would lead to another, deepen, and eventually he’d round all the bases. Maybe not all at once. It would be nice to take things slowly. But he also had to admit to himself that his body was rapidly going into overdrive.
She turned slightly, and together they slowly drifted down to the floor until something jabbed him in the hip. Releasing her, he reached behind him and pulled out the barrel of a Winchester. Celeste gave him a comical look,
