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I raise my hand. “Five more minutes.”
“Come on, sweet thing, wake up. I want you to come out to the car with me,” Dean whispers against my cheek.
Squirming and giggling, I sit up. But when I see the empty table, the laughter stops. “Where’d they go?”
“They went to your sister’s workplace for something.”
My shoulders slump and I shake my head. “I can’t believe I fell asleep. And they didn’t even wake me up to say bye!”
“Yeah, your sister wouldn’t let Reese wake you. She’s different. Your sister, I mean.”
My hackles rise along with my guard. “How so?”
“I don’t know. She doesn’t show a lot of emotion. A little frigid.”
“What the hell does that mean?” I growl, even though I know exactly what he’s talking about. Her full grasp on control is often mistaken for coldness, her authoritativeness as bitchiness, and her focus as aloofness. “Don’t tell me because it doesn’t matter. You don’t know her. She’s as kind as she is compassionate, and no one talks shit about her, understood?”
His hands come up in surrender. “Easy kitty. You’re right, and I’m sorry. It was wrong of me to prejudge. Please forgive me.”
“Why do people always think they can say something to me about someone I love?”
“Because we can be stupid,” he says.
“So I see.”
“I hope someday you’ll defend me with such passion.” He pinches the fabric of my shirt, trying to pull me to him.
I roll my eyes, but let him. “It’s an exclusive club.”
He chuckles. “Come, let me show you the car.” He takes me by the hand hesitantly, then proceeds to guide me outside when I don’t pull away. When he turns on the car, I can see that in fact he did fix the car.
“How much do I owe you?” I ask him.
“A kiss,” he teases.
“All that work, for just a kiss?” I press myself against him, not caring that he’s soaked in sweat.
“Men have done much more than fix a gage for just a kiss.” Dean’s arm wraps around my waist and he kisses me gently.
“Thank you, Coop. You didn’t have to do this.”
“I don’t do something unless I want to,” he whispers against my lips.
“And why do you want to? With me, I mean. You could have anyone. Why not go after someone who’s perfect for you?”
“I am. Cat, I never sell myself short. I don’t settle for anything less than the best.”
“You think I’m the best? You don’t even know me.” My lashes flutter as I look up at him. I know, fishing for compliments. His words get to me.
“I know you, kitty cat. You were made for me.”
With a sassy smile, I correct him. “Well, technically you were made for me, since I was born first.”
“So you agree we belong together.”
I push away from him. “That was a trick.”
Dean rubs his flat stomach. “I’m starving. Should we grab a bite? What are you in the mood for?”
