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“Why does he hate me?”
“Ignore him.”
“Kind of hard to.”
“He’s good at that,” he says, softly pressing a brief kiss to my bare shoulder. “You look beautiful,” he leans in and inhales, damn near drawing a moan from me. “Smell good too.”
I turn my head so our lips are close. “Thank you.”
“This for me?” His knuckles run up the side of my dress, and the ache starts at my core with the memory of rocks digging into my back, cascading water, and his wicked mouth. He reads my thoughts, his eyes flaring, and this time I’m the one who’s brandishing the canary-eating smile.
“Maybe.”
“Trouble,” he murmurs. I bite my lip and I swear I hear a faint groan.
“We playin’ or what?” Russell snaps us out of our intimate bubble. Sean rolls his eyes as we break apart and he fishes two beers out of a nearby cooler. I accept one, knowing I’m not going to drink much of it. The minute he cracks his beer, and the music gets turned up, I grab my stick and the games commence.
And I’m horrible. Despite my best efforts, my depth perception is off, way off to the point it’s embarrassing. And the guys have no issue razzing me about it. After scratching my way into another loss to Jeremy, I push my lip out and head for a seat on the couch, instead opting for Sean’s lap. He allows it, running a welcome hand down my back.
“I suck.”
“You do,” he agrees.
I grind my elbow into his side.
“Easy now. It takes practice,” Sean murmurs as I lean back into the stroke of his hand. The rhythmic feel of his fingers lulls me into a state of want as I watch him crack up with his friends. After another few games or so, I’m completely absorbed, in his smell, his hands, the timber of his voice, the feel of him. Everything about Sean turns me on, not just the way he looks but also the workings of his mind. It’s a draw that has me dizzy, aroused continuously, and enraptured in a way I’m not used to. Sean, in a way, is a new drug. More potent. More addictive and altogether just…more.
He turns to me, seeming to read my thoughts and his grin widens. “Something on your mind, Pup?” He’s well aware of exactly what I’m thinking, but I don’t play into it.
“I’m… Will you teach me how to drive?”
“You know how to drive.”
“No, like you drive.”
My eyes rake his face and lower. And we share a second or two, lost in those seconds in that cave. I know he’s there. His body draws tight as I lean into him.
“Please?”
Wordless, he stands, holding me to him as he nods at Tyler. “We’re going to take off.”
Grinning, I wave goodbye at the guys before following him out of the garage and into the parking lot. He pulls his keys from his pocket and tosses them to me, I catch them easily, as a thrill runs through me.
“You’re really going to let me drive?” I eye his prized possession.
“Let’s see what you got.”
Amped, I slide into his car, loving the feel of the wheel at my fingertips.
Sean glides in next to me. “Know how to drive a stick?”
I nod. “My mom had one. I learned on it.”
I check the car is in neutral and turn the engine over, giving it a chance to warm up.
In my sundress, I appreciate the cool feel of the bench seat beneath the material on my thighs.
“How did you guys manage to find all these classics?” I glance around the cabin in awe of the state of it. It’s been perfectly restored.
