HAPPY PANTS CAFE (THE HAPPY PANTS SERIES) by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Read Free Book Online

still lives in the area, right?” Harp! You’re not supposed to know that!
    “I mean,” she quickly corrected, “I would guess that they live in the area, and that’s why you want to stay.”
    “Yes. My parents still live in the house I grew up in. How about you?” he asked.
    Well, crap . Harper didn’t want to lie, but it was a little late for that now. “I grew up in South San Francisco.” Okay, Pacifica was south so that was almost not a lie.
    He nodded, and they walked the next few blocks in silence. The sexual tension grew, buzzing in the air around them with every step.
    When they came up to the steps of the B and B, Austin turned toward Harper. “So,” he said, “want to see my room?” He grinned.
    Harper smiled and bit her lip. Obviously, he didn’t have a room, so he was asking to go to hers. Were they really going to do this?
    She nodded yes, and he bent his head, pulling her in for a kiss.
    The breath evaporated from her lungs as their lips collided. His mouth was so soft and sensual, yet rough and prickly around the edges where his stubble touched her skin. His velvety tongue slid inside her mouth, and he tasted like red wine and cheesecake and man and sex and…
    Wow . Harper tried to keep upright, but her head felt like it might just float away, and it wasn’t because of the wine.
    She slid her hands up to his chest and enjoyed its insane firmness. He snaked his arm around the small of her back and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.
    It was crazy, but she felt like their mouths belonged together. And so do our bodies . Hers had already done its sex-warm-up calisthenics, getting ready to sprint straight to the big event.
    Harper slid her hand to his cheek and stroked the roughness on his jaw with the tips of her fingers while his soft, sensual lips made love to her mouth. She leaned into him, feeling her heart knock inside her chest and the firmness of his arousal against her stomach.
    This man is so sexy. The intensity and pace of their kiss moved from steamy to indecent. Harper started to unbutton his shirt.
    Austin cupped her cheeks and abruptly pulled back. “I think we should move this inside before we end up naked and someone calls the police.”
    “Yes. Good thinking. Wouldn’t want anyone seeing your happy pants.” Harper flashed a glance at his obvious erection before grabbing his hand. They quickly scurried past the vacant front desk and up the stairs to the third floor. As she dug for the key in her purse, she felt Austin’s hot lips on the side of her neck and his even hotter somethin’…somethin’ pressing into her ass. Oh, my Lord, this man is so hot. How can this be Austin? That Austin?
    Because it’s not. That Austin was a boy. This is a man.
    She fumbled with the key and finally pushed it in. They stumbled into the room and quickly glommed onto each other, hands frantically touching and exploring, lips and mouths sliding and sucking. Austin backed her toward the bed, and she fell, bringing him right on top of her. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Oh, my God, he feels so amazing.
    Austin pulled back and kneeled between her legs, frantically unbuttoning this shirt. When he opened it, he tossed it to the floor.
    Jesus. He’s got a ten-pack! And those pecs. Holy crap. She pulled him back to her and felt his hands run up the outside of her thigh to her hip. Grinding his rock-solid cock against her throbbing, tingling bud, he began tugging down her panties. Panting, she suddenly remembered she was missing one essential component.
    More wine?
    No, idiot! A condom.
    His lips moved to her neck.
    “Austin? Do you have…protection?”
    Austin froze and looked at her. “Shit. No, I don’t. But…there’s a gas station four blocks away. I can be back in five minutes.”
    Harper nodded frantically. “Okay. Okay. Just hurry. Run. As fast as your happy pants can move.”
    He quickly hopped from the bed and grabbed his white shirt. He fastened just a few buttons and then