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His face heated. Good God, he was blushing. Sex was not something he wanted to discuss with his grandma, of all people. “I can’t believe you’d ask me about that.” Or that she’d called him a prude. That was a new one.
Grandma nodded decisively. “So you haven’t. Well, you’d better get to it.”
Get to it? “We’re taking it slow. And this is not something you and I need to discuss,” he added repressively.
Of course, she ignored him. “Slow is one thing. The two of you are glacial. For Pete’s sake, you’ve known the girl for years, besides being in love with her. What are you waiting for?”
Thank God Damaris entered the room just then. Looking from one to the other, she raised her eyebrow at Nate, who shrugged. “I’m so sorry, Grandma K, but I really have to get back home. Thank you so much for having me.”
Grandma hugged her. “Come on back anytime. With or without this one,” she said, jerking a thumb at Nate.
Nate leaned down to give her a kiss and said, “Behave, Grandma.”
“What’s that? You know my hearing isn’t good.”
Nate gave her a reproving look. “Wear your hearing aids.”
“Can’t. Dropped ’em in the potty.”
That was at least the third pair she’d lost lately. He suspected she did it on purpose because she didn’t like them. Dropping them in the toilet was a new one. But he only said, “Order some new ones. I’ll take you to pick them up once they come in.”
“You’re a sweet boy,” she said, and patted his cheek.
Once they got in the car Damaris asked, “What was going on with you two?”
“She was lecturing me about my love life. And you.”
Damaris stared at him, then laughed. “She’s upset because she thinks we’re having sex?”
“If only. No. The opposite.”
“That’s right. She told you before you should do it so I’d know I couldn’t live without you.”
“Right. According to her, I need to ‘get to it.’ I told her we were taking it slow. At which point she said, ‘Slow is one thing. Glacial is another.’ Or words to that effect.”
Damaris let out a peal of laughter. Nate scowled. “I’m glad you think it’s funny. You didn’t have to be queried about your sex life by your ninety-two-year-old grandma.”
Gasping for breath, Damaris managed to say, “I wish I’d seen your face.”
“I blushed. I haven’t blushed since… Hell, I can’t remember the last time I blushed.”
She patted his knee, then leaned across the console and kissed his cheek. “Poor baby. Let Damaris make it all better.”
The thought of Damaris ‘making it all better’ blasted him into overdrive. He pulled off the road, put the car in neutral, pulled up the parking brake, and grabbed her. “Don’t tempt me, Damaris.” Then he kissed the hell out of her.
*
Surprise held her perfectly still. At first. His lips were warm, firm, and very knowledgeable. This was a totally different kiss than any he’d given her in the past. And she’d thought those were good. But this one made her head spin and her blood heat.
She didn’t even try to resist. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Their tongues met, danced with each other, exploring each other’s mouths. She groaned and moved closer. She felt his hand on her breast but instead of calling a halt—which was what she should do—she pressed her breast further into his hand. His thumb circled her nipple, which, already at attention, hardened into an aching point.
She wanted his hands on her, on her bare flesh. She wanted to put her hands on him, to feel his body against hers, pressing her into a bed. To feel the warm, welcome weight of a man again. Not just any man’s weight but Nate’s.
She was drowning in lust, tingling all over when he finally lifted his mouth from hers and dropped his arms to disentangle himself. Bereft, she stared at him. He reached to release the parking brake but she clamped her hand on his forearm. “Don’t you dare.”
“Don’t I dare what?”
“Don’t you dare drive off without a word, like nothing happened. What the hell was that?”
