Page 72 of Good Girls Beg

I also didn't want to back into her shit heap. It would do more damage to my car than it would to hers. On the other hand, I could think of a few ways she could pay me back.

Leaving the ignition running, I pushed out of the car, shielded with my eyes with my hand and trotted through the puddles and driving fucking rain..

"Teddie?" I tapped on the side window. Her squeal in response made me smile in spite of standing here getting drenched as hell.

I grabbed hold of the handle and pulled the door open.

"Car trouble?"

"No, I like to sit here sometimes," she said sarcastically.

"I'll leave you to it then." I went to close the door, but she placed her palm on it, keeping it open.

"Don't go," she said quickly. "My car broke down."

"No shit." I swung the door open and held out my hand. "Come on, I'll give you a ride." I put as much inflection into my words as I could. Of course I did, she'd expect nothing less.

Right on cue, she rolled her eyes at me, but took my hand and levered herself out of the seat as a peal of thunder cracked the sky. She let out a squeak and pressed herself closer to me. Her body was warm and firm. I wanted to press her back against her car, strip her bare and fuck her in the rain.

"You don't like storms?" I wasn't going to make fun of her. Plenty of people didn't like storms. I wasn't a big fan myself, even though my favorite rugby player’s name was Storm. From what I read about him, he was as big an asshole as me.

"I don't like being out in them," Teddie said. "I've heard being struck by lightning isn't fun."

I laughed and led her over to my car. "Funny, I've heard the same thing."

I opened the passenger side door and gave her a shove inside before trotting around to the driver's side and climbing in.

"This is a doozy." I peered through the windshield. The rain fell harder. A flash of lightning was followed by another one and an enormous crack of thunder. I couldn't see the road anymore.

"Yeah, it is." She was hunched down in her seat, also watching the rain pouring down the windows.

"You okay?" I shrugged out of my suit jacket, since almost as much water was pouring off it as the windows, and tossed it into the back footwell. "We'll have to wait out the worst of it.”

I wasn't always known for making the best decisions, but I wasn't going to drive in this. The ability to see the road was more or less necessary to get home safe. Right now, I doubted we'd make it a handful of feet before we ran into something. Or someone.

"Right." She nodded. Did she think I was that reckless?

Okay, that was a fair call most days. At this exact second, I was thanking past me for driving my car this morning, not riding my bike. For no particular reason, that was the decision I made. Fuck yeah, past me.

"How long is this going to go on for?" I asked rhetorically.

I grabbed my phone from the charging pad in the center console and opened the weather app. It was the kind that gave more dramatic forecasts, like ‘the wind is about to blow your ass off,' or, 'it's going to be hotter than the Devil's tit out there.' Right now it was saying, 'you're in for a biblical level of rain tonight and into the early morning. I hope you have your ark ready.'

"Shit." I put the phone back on the pad and killed the engine. "Looks like we might be here for a while. Unless you want to try walking home."

As if to punctuate my words, lightning flashed again, followed immediately by a bang of thunder.

"I don't know if you believe in gods or anything like that, but I'd take that as a sign," I said.

She hummed. "Me too. I'm glad your car is more comfortable than mine." She inched away from me, as if considering bolting back to hers to get away from me.

"It should be, for the price," I said. I reclined my leather seat a little further and laced my hands behind my head. "Unfortunately, it doesn't come with a coffee maker, or a built-in grill."

"Do you have any food to grill?" She glanced over at me. Her body was tense, but she hadn’t run. Yet.

I grinned. "As a matter of fact… No I don't. There's only one thing in here to eat and it isn't food."

"Only one?" She eyed my groin, in spite of herself.