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“You’re kidding?” She was maybe one hundred twenty pounds soaking wet.
“Nope. I’m tougher than I look.”
“I guess so.” I was fighting the ache between my legs even more than before. The woman was entirely different than I was used to being around. She had a spark in her step and a sparkle in her eye.
Great. Now I was noticing women who sparkled?
I shifted gears, able to push it into fourth and I could tell she was thoroughly enjoying the ride.
We both remained quiet until I zoomed into the parking lot of one of my favorite Mexican restaurants. It was right on the water, a colorful location for locals and tourists alike, and somewhere I could enjoy the ocean, the festive atmosphere, and appearing like a beach bum if I wanted.
One reason I’d shucked my suit in place of the outfit I’d wanted to wear for my illustrious lunch with dear old Dad.
When I pressed on the brakes with a lead foot, she laughed softly. “Is that the way you try and impress a girl, driving like a maniac?”
“Was I doing that?” I asked as I unfastened the seatbelt.
“You were. But I’ll let you in on a little secret. I kind of liked it.” She threw open the passenger door and was standing on the pavement before I could climb out. She had her eyes shielded from the sun, her smile positively infectious. “I’ve heard of this place.”
“You’ve never been here?”
“Nope. I don’t get out much.”
“What a shame. Come on. Let me introduce you to the finest top shelf margarita in all of San Diego.”
“I accept. A favorite of mine.”
As soon as we walked inside, the hostess knowing me well almost spouted off my name as she always did with her lovely greeting. I shook my head, placing my finger across my lips because, of course, Cupcake would notice.
“Right this way, señor,” the girl said, giving Cupcake a onceover before leading us to my favorite outside table on the second-floor patio, the one with the best view of the ocean in all of San Diego.
As soon as Cupcake sat down, she took a deep breath, studying the ocean as if she’d never seen it before. I couldn’t have created a more perfect backdrop with the setting sun, vivid colors splashing across the calm waters.
“Breathtaking,” she whispered in a sultry voice that drew me to studying her facial expressions.
“I completely agree.”
As soon as she realized I was staring at her, she folded her arms across the table just as the waiter headed to our table.
“¿Su señor habitual?” He was smiling as he asked the question if I wanted my usual.
“Que sean dos y hazle saber a Pedro que tengo un invitado especial.”
“Si, señor.” The guy was grinning as he left the table, but not before giving her a hungry onceover.
My crazy possessiveness of her almost pushed a ravenous wolf to the surface.
She cocked her pretty little head. “And what were you saying?”
“I told him I wanted two of my usual but to let Pedro, their incredible bartender, know that I had a special guest.”
“Now, why in the world do you consider me special? We’ve texted for a little over twenty-four hours, being a tiny bit naughty even for me, but you know almost nothing about me.”
“Cupcake, anyone who can entice me into eating a baked good is pretty darn special.”
A bowl of chips and two different sauces were placed in front of us. We both reached for a tortilla chip at the same time, our hands colliding, and I was rewarded with a laugh.
“So, you never told me what you believe I do for a living.”
