The Mighty Quinns: Riley. Kate Hoffmann

legs on either side of his hips. His face was pressed into the side of her chest. “I think maybe we should rest for a bit,” he murmured. “Just like this.”

      “Why do I get the idea that you planned this?”

      “Oh, I think this is one of those happy accidents,” he said. “And now that you’re here, what are we going to do with ourselves?”

      Nan felt her left leg cramping and she stretched it out. But as soon as she did, the car began to roll. “We’re moving,” she said.

      He looked out the window. “Is your foot on the clutch?”

      “I don’t know. I can’t see my foot.”

      They twisted around, Riley trying to get into the driver’s seat. Nan screamed as the car continued to roll.

      “Ow,” Riley shouted as she kneed him in the groin.

      “Sorry, sorry.”

      When he finally settled in the driver’s seat, he pulled the emergency brake and the car stopped. Cursing softly, he shoved the door open and stepped out of the car, then circled around it and pulled open her door.

      “What? I’m not driving again.”

      He reached in and took her arm, gently drawing her out of her seat. But the moment she stood, he yanked her into his arms and into a long, desperate kiss.

      Nan leaned back against the car, surrendering to the feel of his mouth on hers. His hands moved over her body, sending shivers coursing through her. She arched against him as her instincts took control, the need to get closer overwhelming her senses.