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But I was getting ahead of myself. First, dinner.
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I picked Drea up after her shift, and nearly lost it when the scent of cinnamon filled the car once she was settled.
"I could have gotten a ride," she said, though she didn't sound upset. "You didn't have to drive me again."
"I like driving you," I said, struggling to stay on my side of the car. "Damn, you smell good."
She gave me a funny look then, and sighed.
"What?" I asked.
"I can't... I can't tell if you're flirting with me. Or if you're just being you. It's just..."
"I'm flirting," I assured her.
"Oh."
I navigated back toward our shared home, and explained. "Look. I'm only here a week. And I have no idea if this is insane, but I want to use that time to get to know you. To figure out if maybe there's something here besides this infatuating cinnamon scent and deeper than my ridiculous attraction to that little pout you make with your lips."
"My. Um... Rock, we just met."
"That's usually how things begin."
"But..."
Worry gripped me then. Did she not feel the same way? Was this one-sided? But the kiss had definitely not been one-sided. "Oh," I said, trying to let her off the hook.
"No, no. Now you sound sad."
"I'm not sad."
"I'm not saying no."
"You literally just said, 'no, no.'"
"But that's not what I meant."
"I take consent pretty seriously. If you say no—" I pulled into the spot in front of the house as Drea unbuckled her seatbelt.
Then she shocked me by climbing across the center console and settling herself in my lap, facing me. She took my face in her soft hands and stared into my eyes. "I'm not saying no," she whispered.
And then she kissed me in a way that I felt all the way into my toes as she moved against me, giving rise to some very impure thoughts and some very curious body parts.
I gripped her to me, letting my hands slide down her back and fill themselves with her generous curves, which elicited a breathy moan from her and a deep groan from me.
"Should we go inside?" she asked, breaking contact.
"I mean, I could work with this," I said, painfully aware that her hands had begun sliding lower as she worked the button on my shorts.
She stopped moving, took a deep breath, and then slid back to her seat. "Let's go inside. I should clean up."
We got out of the car and I unlocked the door, but caught Drea's hand before she headed to the bathroom. "Listen," I told her, making my voice stern. "You can go in there, and do whatever you need to do. But don't you dare wash that incredible smell from your skin. If you do, I'll strip you naked and sprinkle you with cinnamon to get it back."
"Kinda weird," she said, grinning. "Also, kinda hot."
She reappeared just a minute later, and wasted no time at all. She was in my arms in a second, her hands returning to my waistband.
