Page 327 of The Doctors Will See You Now

Me: Bossy bastard.

Forty-five minutes later, I was showered, dressed, and riding the subway with Scott to an unknown location. His large frame—clad in a nice pair of dress slacks and a button-up, collared shirt—stood beside me as we careened through the dark tunnels of the city.

“Ready?” he asked with a grin. “We’re almost there.”

I glanced down at my skinny jeans and tank top and then back up at him. “I feel underdressed.”

“You’re perfect,” he whispered and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek.

I quirked a brow in his direction, and instantly, he laughed. Probably because he already knew what my next question was before I even said it. “Where are we going?” I asked for the millionth time. “Seriously, Scott. A woman needs to be prepared. Do I need bail money? Should I have gotten a Brazilian wax?”

He waggled his brows. “Not today, and you’re sexy no matter what.”

“Even with a seventies bush?”

“Harlow.”

“Fine. But where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise,” he replied, sighing deep and long, like he was actually annoyed with me. I didn’t believe him.

“I don’t like surprises.”

“Liar,” he said with knowing smile, confirming that he wasn’t annoyed with me at all. “The fact that you love surprises is the one and only thing that got you out of bed this morning.”

“You were using my love of surprises against me?” I nudged his stomach gently with my elbow. “Asshole.”

“Not necessarily against you,” he answered. “Just using it to my advantage.”

“You’re such a pain in my ass.”

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me in for a tight embrace. “You know,” he whispered into my ear. “I love your cute and curvy little ass.”

I rolled my eyes. “Of course you do. It’s a nice ass.”

He chuckled into my neck. “It’s my ass.”

I scoffed. “Pretty sure it’s connected to me.”

“Yeah, but it’s mine. I’m laying claim to it.”

“Don’t waste your time on the macho alpha male bullshit,” I retorted. “It doesn’t work on me.”

My words didn’t deter him one bit, though. His persistent fingers slid down my shoulders to my back until they gripped my ass…hard. And in the middle of the crowded subway, Scott tugged my body toward his and kissed me soundly on the mouth.

My first reaction was to pull away, especially considering the crowd surrounding us, but the instant his tongue slipped past my lips, I was a fucking goner. With the warmth of his mouth and the strength of his arms wrapped around me, I couldn’t stop myself from melting into his kiss.

Good God, this man can kiss.

He gripped my ass again and whispered, “Mine,” into my ear as his mouth moved a trail across my jaw to my neck and then back up to my mouth.

A shiver rolled up my spine, and for some unknown reason, I couldn’t find the strength to refute his words.

Because you really like him. Maybe even more than like him…

The subway jolted our bodies a little as it started to slow down, and Scott ended the kiss with a soft peck to my lips. A little whimper of disappointment left my mouth without permission, and he smirked down at me in response.

“We’re here,” he said, grabbing my hand and linking our fingers together before leading me off the car and toward the stairs of the subway exit.