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“I….” Her face squishes together like she doesn’t understand or believe a word I said. “What did you say?”
“I don’t have a girlfriend.” I smile and rub my thumb over her cheekbone. “I’ve been trying to get you to be my girlfriend, but I’ve clearly been doing a piss poor job of it.”
She bites her bottom lip. “You want to date me?”
“Yes, I want to date you.” I wink at her trying to break some of the tension of the last several minutes. “Why else do you think I keep following you around like a deranged stalker?”
“I thought you felt sorry for me.”
“Babe, there’s nothing to feel sorry for.” I cup the back of her head as the car door slams shut on the second floor of the parking garage. She’s finally standing still but in the middle of the street. I’d drag her onto the sidewalk, but I’m afraid she’ll disappear again. I’m big enough to notice so whoever it is can drive around me. “So, are you going to date me?”
“Yes.” Her eyes glisten as she throws her arms around my neck. “I would love to go out on a date with you.”
When her sweet lips press against mine, I groan and boost her up until her legs wrap around me. Finally–this is what I’ve been waiting for, and it’s my fault it’s taken so long to get here. I should have started the conversation by asking her out and telling her I was single and saved myself a slew of cold showers.
A horn honks as a Dillon drives past us in his 4x4 pickup. “We should go.”
“We should.” She slides down my body until her feet hit the pavement. “Did you mean it when you said you wanted me to go home with you?”
“Yes,” I growl as heat washes over her. “I want to take you to my place and make love to you all night.”
“Wow.” Her eyes widen. “That’s….” She clutches her chest and looks down at the ground. My gut clenches, and my limbs grow heavy. Here comes the cold chill again. Does she not want to date me? How’s that possible? We’re like kerosine and a match when we touch.
I place my thumb and index finger on the tip of her chin and raise her face until she has no choice but to look me in the eye. “What’s wrong?”
She gnaws on her bottom lip. “I want to make love to you, but I don’t want to disappoint you.” Her eyelids flutter shut. “I’m a virgin.”
I close my eyes. Thank you, God. How could I get this lucky?
Dummy. Tell her not to worry and you’re ecstatic no one else has been with her. I open my eyes and study her. She’s beautiful and all mine–forever. I cup her face. “You won’t disappoint me.”
The freckles on her face pop again. “Can you promise to….”
“I’ll be gentle. I promise.”
“No.” She fists my t-shirt and pulls me toward her. “Can you promise to always treat me the way you did in Liam and Isabella’s kitchen and back there in the elevator?”
I chuckle and shake my head. “Enlighten me. How should I act?”
“You were demanding and talked dirty to me.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “I liked it.”
“Oh, you did, did you? We’ll see what I can do about that.” I lace my fingers through hers. “Are you ready?”
“Well….” She wrinkles her nose. “Not exactly. I was supposed to have your dad’s gift for Secret Santa by now. It’s tomorrow.” She trails the tip of her index finger along my chest. “But I couldn’t stop thinking about you and how it felt to be close to you.”
“How did it feel?”
“Amazing.” Her face flushes, and I’m a goner. I love everything about this sweet and eager-to-be corrupted woman. “That thing you did with your fingers….”
“What thing?” I haul her against me until my thigh nudges her clit.
“You know.” She raises her eyebrows.
“No, I don’t know. Explain it to me. I don’t want to screw it up and lose you.”
She licks her lips as her chest heaves. I need her to say the words. I want her to enjoy sex and all the exquisite things I plan to do to her. “When you touched me.”
“When I touched you, where?” I growl and bite my bottom lip. “I want to hear you say it. It works as good for me when you talk dirty.”
“Okay.” She nods as if she’d never considered I might want to hear her tell me how much she wants me. “I loved the feel of your fingers on my clit, and when you were rubbing over my slit, I almost came.”
“Fuck. I’ve got unopened ties at my house. You can give him one of those.” I grab her hand, drag her to my vehicle, and practically toss her inside. “If you keep talking dirty to me, I’m going to drag your panties down right here.”
She giggles and fastens her seatbelt. I grab her chin. “Baby, I’m not kidding. You do something crazy to me. By the way, my dad invited you to dinner later this week.”
Her mouth drops open, and I slam the door shut, whistling as I round the back of the vehicle.
