He touched her lower lip with one finger. “Stay with me and you can have that every night.”

“What about days?” Cass nipped at his finger and he smiled at her.

“They last a long time during certain points of the year.” His eyebrows wiggled meaningfully. “And so do the nights. I do have a business to run, but we can always hire a backup bartender to take over if you need a quickie in the middle of work hours.”

Cass laughed and tried to picture that. She sobered as she realized it was all too easy to picture. Coming down to the bar, giving Jason a look that he would instantly understand. He’d make an excuse and follow her, and they would fall on each other. Mouths meeting, tongues tangling. Hands touching, holding, unbuttoning and unzipping and discarding clothing that got in the way. And then Jason, hard and hot inside her.

She blinked and gave her head a shake to clear it. “I have to work too, you know.”

“Planning to do shifts in the bar?” He smiled.

“No, shooting tourists.”

Jason shook his head at her. “I know they call it tourist season, but that’s no reason to try to bag your limit. Tourism is our biggest industry, next to fish. We frown on shooting them. Makes it hard for them to come back next year or recommend Ketchikan to their friends.”

Back to saving Miss Lonely Hearts. The plot might be a snarled mess, but the characters, the setting, and the one-liners are worth the work.

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