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“Not a good idea,” I mumbled, grabbing my keys and my purse—leaving the shopping bag on the floor in the back, deciding I’d get it in the morning—and following Dale.
“No, doing it in your car isn’t a good idea.” Dale grabbed me around the waist as I came to the front of the car, giving me a long, hard squeeze. “We might just end up in the back seat.”
“Would that be such a bad thing?”
He groaned. “Stop tempting me.”
“Make me.” I slid my hand up under his t-shirt, hearing him gasp.
“Come on.” He grabbed my wayward hand, heading toward the front door. It was a security door—you weren’t supposed to be able to get in without a key or pushing a buzzer—but it had been broken long ago. It was the only way in the building.
“Okay…” I stopped, pulling backwards to slow him. “Here we are.”
“No.” He grabbed the knob, yanking the door open. “Not this door. I said your front door.”
“Dale…”
He led me down the stairs. “Down here, right? Which one?”
“Shhh, it’s late,” I whispered, pointing to the my door.
“Oh right,” he whispered back as we stood in front of my apartment. “We don’t want to wake Cinderella’s evil stepmother.”
I hadn’t told him anything about my family.
“In my case, it’s stepfather.”
He cocked his head, frowning. “Really?”
I just shrugged, but I think he saw the truth on my face.
“Come here.” He drew me closer, arms around my waist, and I slipped my arms around his neck. Then there was nothing else in the world but us. The heat of his body warmed me instantly, and I turned my face up to his, eager, but he was in no hurry, his mouth lowering to caress the soft, sensitive skin of my neck, brushing my jaw, my cheek, teasing me, making me wait and wait, until I thought I was going to keel over.
“Dale,” I whispered, my hands moving through his hair, thick and soft. “Please…”
“Mmm,” he murmured, his lips grazing mine, barely, his mouth slightly wet and open, making me groan in frustration. “I could eat you all up.”
“Finally,” I moaned, my whole body arched into his, seeing that little flash of his dimple, knowing he was smiling, feeling it there, almost right there, right against my mouth and then—
“What the fuck is going on out here?”
The door flew open and I froze, my heart dropping to my toes. My stepfather grabbed me by the arm, yanking me out of Dale’s reach, pulling me into the apartment. I tripped in my heels, ending up on the floor.
“Uh, sir…?” Dale blinked at the man now standing between us. I saw his hands balled into fists.
“Go home!” I gasped. “Just go home!”
“You heard her. Get the hell out of here. And stay out.”
My stepfather slammed the door, locking it and drawing the bolt, standing there leaning against it and glaring at me, arms crossed over his chest while Dale banged on it from the outside, calling for me.
I stayed huddled on the floor, tears streaming down my face, trying not to cry out loud so no one would hear me. Especially Dale. But he wouldn’t give up. He was pounding on the door at one in the morning, calling my name, asking me if I was okay.
“Shut him up, before I call the cops,” my stepfather growled.
I swallowed, shaking my head, but I did what he told me to.
“I’m fine!” I called, my voice cracking, hoarse. “Go home, Dale! Please just go home!”
