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A knock on my door startled me. I let out a huge breath of air like I had run some laps before saying, “Come in.”
Kane, in his all his beautiful glory, appeared. All I could think about was his nipples, so I closed my eyes while my face burned like the sun.
“Are you okay?”
“Yep,” I squeaked.
“Are you sure?”
I nodded, so not sure.
“Does my new tie offend you?”
“No.” I laughed while opening my eyes and zeroing in on his pink tie, except that meant I was staring at his chest and now I was back to thinking about his nipples. My eyes immediately flew up to meet his, which were questioning my odd behavior. I was going way past quirky now—we were talking insane asylum level.
He tilted his head. “Are we still on for tonight?”
He was taking me along while he test-drove his beloved Porsches. “Uh-huh.” Apparently, I could only speak using one or two syllables.
“Great.” He flashed me his dazzling smile. “It’s going to be a night you’ll never forget.”
Oh, of that I had no doubt. The only question was how I would eventually embarrass myself, and would it involve nipples?
Testing the Limits
Kane’s eyes went wide, and I swore I heard a sigh of contentment when we pulled into the parking lot of the dealership. The slick silver building with large red letters spelling out Porsche screamed that only those with money should enter. The sophistication of it all fit well with Kane’s persona. Me, not so much. I literally had notes in my bag on how to kiss like a goddess. News flash, I knew it was one test I would fail. Assuming I ever got to take the exam.
Once again, when Kane had picked me up at the house, he’d given me a long hug. Definitely not complaining; his hugs were amazing. But I kept wondering why he never tried to kiss me. He didn’t strike me as old fashioned. I mean, we hadn’t even known each other when he’d unzipped my dress. However, when he’d hugged me tonight, he had whispered something like, “Being with you is different. It’s nice.”
I remember Mindy once telling me that if a guy said you were nice, it was the kiss of death. I wanted the molecular, being-on-the-same-wavelength kind of kiss. Sadly, I was pretty sure I was going to wind up at a dead end. I wasn’t surprised; I knew I was different and this whole thing was too fairy-tale-like. Sure, it was all Disney now, but the Grimm version was my destiny. The poison apple was coming.
So, I would do the whole test-drive thing with him, and then after tonight, I would walk away. I would forget that I had written out a list of all the places in Atlanta I wanted to visit this summer with him. He was supposed to be working on his list, too, and then we would make one together; but he hadn’t mentioned it since Saturday, so I figured he’d come to his senses about wanting to spend an entire summer with me. He probably had several kissing goddesses waiting for his call who he’d rather spend his summer with.
Kane pulled into a parking space and had hardly put the car in park before he jumped out of it. He was like a kid on Christmas morning running down to see what Santa had brought him. Before I could open my door, he jogged around and did it for me. He reached out his hand to help me out and didn’t let go once I was out of the car. He was confusing me. Or maybe I was making too much out of it. I didn’t know the intricacies of dating. That said, I’d read my fair share of romance books and watched all the rom-coms. And with the amount of time Kane and I had spent together, kissing should have happened by now. Or at least a hint of one. Mindy kissed on the first date all the time. It was her test to know if she wanted a second date. She said kissing was an essential part of any relationship. She also didn’t eat carbs, so maybe I shouldn’t trust her.
Kane swung our clasped hands between us and smiled at me. “You’ve been quiet tonight. What are you thinking about?”
Kissing and your nipples. Thankfully, the truth didn’t come flying out of my mouth. “Nothing important.” It wasn’t exactly a lie. I mean, how important was kissing, and did I really need to know about the whole nipple thing?
He tugged on my hand, bringing me to a stop. Taking off my glasses, he peered into my eyes. “You’re keeping more secrets.”
“No more than u . . . usual,” I stuttered out. The way he could see into my soul frightened and excited me to the point where I couldn’t catch my breath.
