Page 136 of What Started In Deception

She nodded. “And Mac and Will are going out on a date tomorrow night.” She waggled her brow. “He sent her a really sweet text this morning.”

“Good. I hope tomorrow will be the beginning of them finding a way to fix things.”

“Me, too.” She stroked his hair back from his forehead. “How was your meeting with your buddy? Has there been any more talk about you leaving?”

He shook his head. “I doubt there will be. Not while we try to figure out what’s going on with Will.”

She closed her eyes as she sighed.

This was not the direction he wanted their night to take. “Maybe he’ll talk to Mac tomorrow night, and we’ll finally have an idea of what’s going on.”

She nodded.

He held her pretty gaze, forever hypnotized by her hazel eyes. “I think we should take a page from Will and Mac’s book and go out on a date of our own. Tomorrow night.”

Her eyes widened with unmistakable surprise. “You do, do you?”

He nodded, trailing his palms down her sides. “I want to take you out on a real date. Something that’s just about us. No case. No FBI. Just you and me.”

She smiled. “Is that okay? I mean, with the rules and everything?”

He raised his brow at her. “I think the rules have kind of gone out the window. You’re lying on top of me naked, and I’m still inside you.”

She laughed. “These are excellent points.”

He grinned. “We can get dressed up. Have dinner. Go see a movie or whatever you want. No sloppy tacos either. We’ll do something nice.” Because he wanted to give her something special. His conversation with Nick kept playing through his mind—that Lydia wouldn’t be his for much longer. He wanted the time they had left together to be everything that she deserved—to give her everything that he hadn’t been able to.

“I thought you didn’t worry about impressing people on a date.”

“I’m not worried about other people. The only person I’m thinking about is you.”

“Aw,” she said as she kissed him.

He grinned again, watching the way her eyes went soft.

Her lips met his again. “What if I want to take you to eat fried clams at a dive a few miles up the road?”

“I don’t care what we do, Lyd. I just want to be with you.”

Her eyes went soft again. “You’re on a roll, Special Agent Corddry.”

He chuckled. “That’s me. Mr. Smooth.”

She laughed.

He smiled as he winked at her. “Are we thinking about staying here for a while yet, or do we want to try for a walk on the beach?”

“We could probably walk along the beach before we shower and watch TV.”

“And by shower, you mean with me?”

She grinned as she sat up. “I don’t know if I can handle another orgasm tonight.”

He had plans to give her several more. Because taking Lydia to bed was his absolute favorite thing. “What if we play it by ear?”

She chuckled as she fastened her bra. “I can agree to those terms.”

He sat up himself, keeping her close. “Thanks for showing me your special place.”