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“Do you ever just hook up with someone?” I brush my hands over my knees. Being direct is in my nature, and I want to know if she’s considering my offer.
“Not often, but I’m not against it.” We fall silent for a few minutes. “Tell me where to turn. I’m not familiar with these dark streets.” There are fewer streetlamps now we’re out of the city centre.
“We’re not far now. It’s your third left and then up to the top of the dirt track. You can drop me in front of the barn. I like to say goodnight to the cows.”
“Aw, that’s sweet.” She giggles.
“That was a joke. Obviously a bad one.”
“You’ve shattered my vision. Here I was thinking you were a cow guru or something. Should I send my address on social media for tomorrow?”
“Actually, I’ll take a screenshot of your driver’s licence. That way, my grandpa won’t think I’ve completely lost my mind when he drops me off.”
“Well, you did loan your car out to someone you hardly know.”
“Exactly.” We make our way up to the barn and she stops the car. She takes her purse out of her bag and I snap a picture of her license.
This feels like a defining moment. If I don’t kiss her goodnight, I might end up in the friendzone, but this doesn’t feel like when I’m with my dates. If I cross this line, there might not be a chance to take it back.
“What?” she asks, and I realise I’m staring at her.
“Aren’t you going to accept my friend request before I go?”
She smiles before pulling out her phone and doing as I ask. “Done.” She places everything back into her bag before returning it to the back seat. As she turns back around, I lean in so our faces are close together. She blinks a few times, watching my every move. My tongue darts out to wet my lips. An action she mirrors. That’s the green light I need.
Moving even closer, I press my lips to hers in a gentle kiss. When she doesn’t pull away, I’m confident I’ve done the right thing. Our mouths begin to move together and blood rushes away from my head into my groin. We deepen the kiss and my tongue brushes against hers. A groan rumbles from my chest, and I don’t hold back. I devour her mouth until we’re both left breathless.
She notices the bulge in my pants, which is impossible to hide. Shamelessly, I adjust my erection, making myself more comfortable. I clear my throat. “That was a hot kiss. You’ve been holding out.” Smiling I reach for the door handle and open the door before I beg her to come inside. “It’s been a pleasure. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight.”
Reluctantly, I walk toward my house. She waits until I get inside before setting off. By the time I reach my bedroom window, she’s gone.
CHAPTER Seven
Nellie
There’s a knock on my bedroom door before it slowly opens and Ainsley creeps in. Daylight beams through the gaps in my curtains, but my room is still fairly dark.
“Morning. Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I wasn’t sure if you came home alone.” Her eyes dart around my room, looking for evidence of someone else.
I yawn. “You didn’t wake me. I was just relaxing for a few more minutes. Why wouldn’t I come home alone?” I cringe, thinking about the new potential man in my life.
“There are some fancy keys downstairs. Unless we’ve won the lottery or you’ve taken up grand theft auto, the silver car outside is an anomaly. Explain yourself.” Her brow arches up like she’s accusing me of lying.
I laugh. “There’s no parent in this house, so I don’t need to.”
She frowns for a second before coming to sit on my bed. “That’s why I came in. I’ve had a missed call from a withheld number. Do you think it might’ve been Mum?” She shows me her phone.
One missed call, no details for the person who wanted to contact her. “It’s hard to know if there’s no voicemail message. If it was her, she’ll try again, but don’t get your hopes up. I hate seeing you disappointed.” I check my own phone, but I don’t have any missed calls.
“Her room was the first one I looked in when I saw the keys.” She frowns, and sadness fills her expression.
I give her a hug, trying to comfort her troubled mind. “The car belongs to a friend. After my shift at Sweet Cocktails, I drove him home, then he said I could borrow his car until today because he knows mine is on the fritz.”
“A guy.” She strokes her chin, clearly happy my friend is male.
“Whatever you’re thinking is not right.” I push my lips together disapprovingly.
