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“A mistake then,” she cried out as he began easing to the wide shoulder just ahead. “God, Dawg, you know I don’t do drugs. ”
He pulled over and came to a stop. Draping his arms over the steering wheel, he stared back at her silently.
“You can’t take me to jail, Dawg. Alex will be home soon, he’ll tell you. This is all a mistake. ”
“Alex can’t fix this one, Crista,” he told her softly, meaning it. “You’re stuck with me. ” He gave her a minute to process that. “Or jail. Your choice. ”
She was breathing hard, erratically. If it were only fear that he had glimpsed in her eyes, he would have let her off the hook right then. God knew Alex could definitely deal with this when he got home. But it wasn’t just fear; he saw heat there, and something more. Something elusive, a knowledge, a certainty that something was getting ready to rock her little world.
She licked her lips. A quick little flick of her tongue that had his guts tightening in hunger. He wanted that tongue, and he wanted it bad enough to do something so despicable, so dirty it almost, just almost, made him cringe.
He smiled instead, because it was going to be good. So damned good.
“Do I turn around, or do we continue to the marina?” he asked her then. “Your choice, sweetheart. ”
And if she chose turning around, what the hell would he would do then? He waited, staring back at her, his expression bland, his gaze, he knew, hot and hungry. She knew what he wanted. She knew the price he was exacting for pulling her out of this one.
Her lips trembled before she licked them again. Her gaze flickered with indecision. And he wasn’t going to help her. He’d be damned if he would go back to chasing after her like a dog after a bitch in heat and being turned away every time. Not this time. This time, it was his game. His way or jail. Or at least, that was the impression he was intent on giving her.
“Don’t turn around,” she finally whispered, her gaze dropping, her head turning back to stare stiffly through the windshield once again.
“We go to the Nauti Dawg, then?” he asked her.
“If that’s my only choice. ” Her voice was tense, angry.
Fine, let her be ang
ry. He’d been damned mad himself eight years ago, and he could still remember the fury when he realized she had left town with another man. Realized, nothing, he had seen her in the car with the bastard as they drove out of town.
He still remembered that one. Hell, he had nightmares about that one when he least expected them.
“It’s not your only choice, Crista Ann,” he said softly. “You can go explain to the authorities what you were doing there. That one’s real easy. ”
Of course, he’d have to explain why she wasn’t arrested with the rest of the crew, but he was hoping she wouldn’t realize that.
“Yeah. I could do that,” she snapped back mockingly. “And of course, you would deny to hell and back pulling me out of there. Right?”
He grinned. God love her, he had to give her credit.
Dawg shrugged. “What can I do? I didn’t check my backseat until I heard someone move around in it. I can be a bit absentminded when I’m in a hurry. ”
“And the reason Natches is driving my Rodeo rather than riding with you?”
Dawg widened his eyes. “You and Natches are friends, Crista. You loaned him the Rodeo. ”
Okay, he wasn’t really that damned dirty. Hell, if she chose jail, he’d take her home and figure something else out. But she should have known that. If she didn’t know that, well, that was just her mistake, not his.
“That’s dirty, Dawg,” she retorted, disgust thickening her voice.
“Sure it is. ” He nodded in agreement. “But I have a reputation for being dirty. Don’t I?” His grin was pure innocence. One of the kind that normally had Natches looking for the nearest escape route.
She rubbed her hands over her face before pushing her fingers through the hair she had pulled back tightly into a long ponytail.
Hair he was dying to loosen, to spread out behind her as he laid her back on his bed. Hair he longed to grip while he rode her hard and deep.
She shook her head before staring straight ahead once again.
“So, we head to the marina, right?”
