Page 47 of Chasing Honor

“Just the two of us. I want to take you out.”

“Like, on a date?” I laughed.

I lived with him, we’d been sleeping together for weeks, and we’d already talked about both of us wanting to keep moving our relationship forward. Wasn’t it a little late to start dating?

“Exactly like a date. We’ve never been out just the two of us.”

“I appreciate you offering. But we get time alone together every night.” Ethan smirked, and I continued. “You know what I mean. With you comes the awesome bonus of Carson. We don’t need to leave her out.”

Ethan stalked toward me and I retreated until my back hit the fridge. His hands came to my face like they always did when he wanted my undivided attention.

“Will you please do me the honor of going on a date with me?”

“Since you asked so sweetly, handsome, I’d love, too.”

“Smartass.”

Then in his parents’ kitchen he kissed me. He hadn’t looked around to see if anyone was watching or where Carson was, he simply devoured my mouth.

“Get a room,” Ethan’s cousin Jackson said.

Ethan slowed the kiss and pulled away, flipping Jackson off he stepped away from me.

“Did Quinn leave?” Ethan asked.

“Yeah. She had a date.” Jackson’s face turned to stone.

I’d already been told that Jackson Clark and Quinn Walker were the best of friends. They had been since they were in diapers. By the look on Jackson’s face I guess he wasn’t happy she was dating someone. Ethan had told me he was overprotective of her, but I hadn’t fully understood just how much.

“With whom?” Ethan joined in Jackson’s distaste.

“Bobby Reynolds.”

“Bang ’em Bobby?” Ethan asked.

“One in the same. I already warned him I’d break his fucking legs he tried any of his normal shit with Quinn.”

“Who’s trying what with my daughter?” Jasper Walker asked.

“Banging Bobby Reynolds,” Jackson told him. The name alone told Jasper the who and the what. Everyone in the area knew Bobby’s reputation.

“Did you give him the talk?” Jasper asked.

“Abso-fucking-lutely.” Jackson sneered.

“Good man. Thanks for always watching out for her.” Jasper clapped Jackson on the shoulder and opened the fridge. “Honor would you like a beer?”

“Yes, please.”

He twisted the top off before he handed it to me.

“Em told me she invited you and Ethan over for dinner next week.”

“She did. I haven’t had a chance to talk to Ethan about it yet.”

“Ethan?” Jasper lifted a questioning brow.

“We’ll be there,” he answered.