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Chapter Eleven
They drove down the stretch of highway, saying nothing.
Darcy clasped her hands in her lap and stared out the window. This life, this road, sitting next to Griffin, a reminder of a lifetime ago, that somehow felt like it happened yesterday.
She turned away from the window to look at him, his features otherworldly in the glow of the car dashboard.
He glanced at her. “What?”
“Why do you have to be so gorgeous?” It was so unfair. “You need to be hideous so I can concentrate.”
He flashed her that devilish smile. “Do you have a hard time concentrating around me?”
She huffed and narrowed her eyes. “Oh please, I’m not falling for that. You already got your compliment.”
“Would it make you feel better that I’ve pretty much thought of nothing but the filthy things I’d like to do to you since the second I saw you?” He put his hand on her knee and squeezed.
It was like a jolt to the system. “It would.”
“I have.”
She bit her lip, resisting the urge to ask what he’d been thinking. “Mrs. Weller says you need a nice girl.”
He slanted a glance, his attention dropping to her mouth, before returning his eyes to the road. “And what do you think?”
His hand slid higher up her leg, and she didn’t care how it looked—she opened. She’d been spreading her legs for him for what felt like a thousand years, and time had changed nothing. When his fingers tightened high on her inner thigh, she sucked in a breath. “I think you’d die with a nice girl.”
He slowed, going well below the speed limit. “You’re right. Sex is one thing I could never reform.”
“Why would you want to?”
“Exactly.” He pulled into a small curve off the side of the road and came to a stop, his expression searching. “There it is.”
“There what is?” she asked, looking into the trees.
He pulled the car up and then turned into a break in the forest, just wide enough for a car to go down. “It’s the service road.”
She raised a brow. “And what are we doing here?”
He didn’t take his eyes off the road as the car bounced and sighed over the dirt leading them deeper into the forest.
He grinned. “We’re going to fool around, of course, just like old times.”
She liked the sound of that. She could think of nothing she wanted more than to feel his mouth on hers. Hot and urgent. But she was a different woman now. She raised a brow. “Do you expect me to be your dirty little secret?”
“No. For the record I don’t even kiss women in Revival city limits.” He pulled to a stop and killed the lights, plunging them into inky darkness. He turned to face her, taking his hand off her thigh and curling his finger around a lock of her hair.
Her vision adjusted to the lack of light, and she blinked, trying not to think about the hot imprint he’d left behind, or how much she missed his touch. He shifted through the strands. “I’m breaking all my rules for you.”
“But you’re not going to take me to your house?”
“You can come to my house.” He smiled at her, stroking his thumb down the side of her jaw. “In the light of day.”
Those feelings of being an outsider came rushing back to her. “You’d better be careful, people might think there’s something between us.”
He laughed and curled around the nape of her neck. “Darcy, darlin’, everyone who comes within fifty feet of us knows there’s something between us. Everybody already knows.”
She shivered at the sound of darlin’ coming from his lips. He used to whisper that in her ear. “I doubt that.”
