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He made an O with his fist.
“That’s bullshit,” I argued. “Tonight has to count, and so does the blue alien day. So, we’re at minimum two now. Three if we count the hiking day.”
“No,” he said.
“You’re being annoying.”
“Yes.”
“Adrien!”
“Ria!”
It was very difficult to scowl at him when my facial muscles were fighting a grin.
“I’m not asking you out,” I told him seriously.
“Your nostril just flared.”
He chuckled when I went for the door handle, pulling me back to his lap. “Sanchez, go on a date with me.”
I considered him with cool, unbothered nonchalance. “I shall think about it when the mood strikes,” I said breezily, then I reached for the handle again.
His fingers circled my wrist and pulled it back. “Friday night. I’ll pick you up at six. Dinner and drinks.”
I kissed him deeply, waiting for him to melt into it before I pulled back with another bratty smirk. “Beg, Mr. Cloutier,” I demanded. “Ask me to go out with you nicely.”
His dark eyes shimmered with unfiltered amusement, like that was exactly the type of unexpected response he’d hoped I’d give him.
“Ariana Sanchez, please, please,pleasego out with me,” he teased, mimicking my voice.
I stifled my giggle, mimicking him right back when I retorted, “You’re really bad at this.”
“All right. Fine,” he said with a grin, right before he gently removed me from his lap, stepped out of the car, and dropped to his knees in front of the open door.
My jaw hit the seat.
“Ariana Sanchez, would you please go on a date with me this Friday night?”
My heart leaped in my chest as I glanced around, trying to make sure no one else was around.
“What are you doing!” I hissed. “Get up!”
“Will you go on a date with me?”
I was barreling toward a cardiac episode. I could feel it.
“Adrien! Get. Up.” I grabbed his arm, tried pulling him back inside.
“Answer me first.”
“Yes!” I whisper-yelled at his stupid, beautiful dimples. “Obviously yes! Now get up!”
He huffed another chuckle, then stood and held out his hand for me. “Come on,” he said, “I’ll walk you to your door.”
I released a heavy breath and slipped my fingers into his large palm.
“I’m gonna make you pay for that,” I grumbled with unconvincing disapproval when we reached the third floor. My pulse was still pounding.
