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Groaning, I reply, “You’re not going to let me live that down, are you?”

“Of course, I am. Just not tonight,” he quips with a grin.

“That’s horrible first date etiquette,” I remind him as he pulls into town and heads toward my place.

“You may be right, but I wouldn’t change it for anything.”

“I would. Maybe less alcohol and less vomiting. The end result would have been a lot more…pleasurable.”

I can practically hear him swallow as he pulls into my driveway. “I’m sure it would have been. But this isn’t so bad either,” he adds, putting his car in park. “This way, you get a proper date.”

“But less sex,” I retort.

“For now,” he says, getting out of the car and coming around to my side. Sawyer helps me from the car and immediately sweeps me into his arms.

“Thank you for tonight,” I tell him, my voice all low and breathy.

He stares down at me, his eyes intense and almost unreadable. It reminds me of the look on his face in those YouTube videos of his games. Focused. Penetrating. Passionate. And all of that is concentrated directly at me.

Sawyer doesn’t reply. Instead, he guides his hands up my jaw and tangles his fingers in my hair, just like he did earlier in the evening when we kissed on the beach. His lips are gentle as they graze against mine in a featherlight kiss. It’s like he’s testing the waters, dipping his toes in to gauge the temperature. Only I’m the water and the longer he touches me, the higher my temperature keeps climbing.

He coaxes my mouth open with his tongue. Sawyer proves to be an expert kisser as he slowly slides along my tongue with his own. Shivers sweep across my skin as I grip the back of his shirt, holding on for what is proving to be the best kiss of my life. It’s slow, tantalizing, and erotic, and honestly, I never knew a kiss could be like this.

“Best first date ever,” he whispers as he places open-mouthed kisses on the corners of my lips.

I try to answer, but I’m pretty sure my reply comes out a lusty squeak.

Before I can beg for more kisses, he slowly pulls back. His eyes burn fire into me as my half-lidded gaze locks on his. He’s so freaking intense, and I can’t believe how much it turns me on.

“It was,” I agree, still gripping the back of his shirt.

“Can I call you?”

“I’d like that,” I answer, hoping it’s not just a line and he really does pick up the phone.

“Thank you for saying yes, Alison.” He slowly slips his hands from my hair. I feel the loss instantly.

“Thank you for asking me, Sawyer.”

“Just make sure you say yes when I ask again,” he says, the corner of his mouth turning upward.

“I don’t want to predict the future, but I feel a very strong indication that the answer would be yes again.”

He offers me a smile before taking a step back. “Good.”

Turning and unlocking my door, I let myself into my house. Before I shut the door behind me, he asks, “Alison?” I stand at the threshold and face him. “Is there any breakfast food you don’t like?”

“Bran or poppy seed muffins.”

That sexy little smile plays on his lips once more. “Good to know. ‘Night.” He offers a wave before taking a step backward, but he doesn’t turn and walk down the steps.

“Good night,” I tell him, lifting my hand to wave.

Part of me wants to throw open the door and invite him inside, but the other part, the part that’s winning out right now, wants to take this slow and see where it goes. For once, I’m not just jumping into someone’s bed or being the only one ready to take the next step. I believe Sawyer is right there with me, eager to see where this budding thing between us goes.

It’s exciting.

And terrifying all at the same time.

But any relationship worth having is worth a little fear.

Without inviting him in, I close the door, securing the lock behind me. My house is quiet, which makes it easy to hear him retreat down the stairs, get into his car, and pull from my driveway. Once he’s gone, I make my way to my bedroom to get ready for bed.

Lying in the still of the night, the glow of the moon leaking through my bedroom window, I allow myself to replay every moment of the evening. From the picnic with his favorite foods, to the nighttime sparklers, and the delicious kisses that left me wet and needy, the entire date was better than I could have possibly imagined.

“Best first date ever.”

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