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After a few hours and a couple of slices of pizza, the kids and the volunteers had all gone home. Adam and I were alone in the building.
“That was fun.” I came up next to Adam who was standing near the doors.
He shifted to face me. “The rain has stopped.”
“Good. I’d hate to get drenched again.”
“I’ll take you home.”
“On your bike?” My brows popped up.
“No. Although the way you look . . . I almost wish I had it right now. A little wind in your hair might do you some good.”
“What are you trying to say, that I need loosening up or something?”
He cleared his throat as his eyes found mine, glimmering with amusement. With his dirty mind I was going to have to learn to watch my mouth.
“I have my car. Unlike you, I check the forecast before I go out.”
“I had an umbrella,” I defended. “But . . . ugh, never mind.” He pushed open the door and held his hand out, motioning for me to exit. Sure, like I’d give him another chance to verify my text. “You first.”
“Ah.” He allowed the door to close and touched his chest. “I’m a gentleman. A woman always goes first.”
“I should walk, anyway. I don’t want anyone seeing us together near the hotel.”
He rolled his eyes at me. A straight-up eye roll! I wanted to smack his chest. Okay, so maybe I’d use any excuse I could get to touch my fingers to the hard planes of his body.
“I’ll drop you off around the block from the hotel,” he said, laughing a little.
“Hey!” I stood in front of him, ready to go after him. “This is no joke. I’m taking this internship seriously.”
He lowered his head but kept his eyes on me. “Good. I’d hate to see you wasting the company’s time.”
“And why is it that the only three international interns you have working for you are also the only three female interns? What, were you trying to meet some quota? Kill two birds with one stone?” I folded my arms and fumbled back a step as he took in a large breath, his chest rising. I had to stop myself from reaching out for him. What was wrong with me?
“First of all, there’s no quota. Second of all, I didn’t choose the interns, John did.” He propped his hand up on the wall by the door. My eyes drifted to his sleeved arm and the bit of black ink peeping out.
Why was I bringing this up? Maybe I needed to distract the pull of annoying desire that tugged at me.
“Are you ready to go now?”
“Yes,” I hissed, realizing I was really just angry at myself for how nuts I was acting. I ducked under his arm and pushed open the door. “Where’s your car?” I spun around fast, whipping my bag of wet clothes and boots around with me.
He quickly dodged my bag, taking a side step and eying me like I was crazy. And apparently, I was. “It’s the only one on the street.” He smirked.
The black metal gleamed, even beneath the dim street lighting. I walked over to it and spotted the red, gold, and black symbol with the horse in the middle. A Porsche, of course. What did I expect—a Toyota? “This tops out near two hundred miles per hour,” I said, rubbing my hand over the front hood. “Zero to sixty in, what, four and a half seconds, give or take?”
Adam’s mouth parted as he stared at me. “You know cars?”
I opened the heavy door, and then realized I was on the wrong side of the car. The wheel was on the right in Ireland. I blushed as I moved past him, ignoring the smirk he wore.
“I know engines.” I tried to maintain my confidence as I moved around the sports car. “My father has two passions: horses and horsepower. He taught me all about them both. Not that he could ever afford a car like this, but he worked on luxury car engines as a side business. More of a hobby.” I didn’t want to see his response, so I slipped inside, sliding over red leather. “You sure like your toys, though, huh?” I fastened the seatbelt and pulled the heavy bag onto my lap.
When he got in he had a grin on his face. “You keep surprising me.” He pressed a button on the dashboard and a few moments later my body warmed. Ah. Heated seats. “Better?”
“Beats riding a bike.”
He pulled onto the main road, and my eyes wandered to the veins on the top of his hand as he gripped the clutch and shifted.
