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I open the door for her and study her ass as she climbs into her seat.
“And you’re beautiful.” I rest my palms on the top of the door frame and eye-fuck those thighs. I haven’t had them pressed against my ears for so long, I’m starting to hallucinate about it. “Nice dress.”
She smiles sweetly. “Thanks, you paid for it.”
Laughing, I slam her door a little too heavily.
She studies her nails as I slide into the driver’s seat. “Where are we going tonight?”
“McDonalds.”
I smirk at the heat of her stare on my cheek. Pulling out onto Main Street, I slide my hand over her bare thigh. Of course, she swats it away immediately, but God loves a trier.
“I’m a little underdressed for such a classy establishment, don’t you think?”
I glance down at her tits in that corset bust. I want to burn the image into my retinas and add it to my spank bank.
“You can always take it off; I wouldn’t mind.”
She lets out a laugh. I know it’s a real one, because her real laughs have this way of clawing to my heart and squeezing it.
I turn back to the road. “I’ve booked an eight-course molecular gastronomy experience atLe Salon Privé.I’m sure your attire will be fine, Queenie.”
“That’s a whole lot of words, and not a lot of sense.” Her cell buzzes in her purse, and she fishes it out too quickly for my liking. She giggles at a text, and my eyes narrow.
“Care to share?”
“Nah.” She places her cell face-down on her lap and stares straight ahead. “I need to stop off somewhere before dinner.”
“Stop off where?”
“Somewhere in Cove. I’ll direct you.”
Suspicion bites at my edges. I’m too unlucky for things likestop-offs, and too neurotic about this girl for her to be giggling at unknown texters.
“No,” I grind out, tightening my grip on the wheel.
Her fingers brush lightly over my forearm resting on the center console. They snake down to my wrist and give my hand a squeeze.
“Please?” she asks, tone all cloud-soft and sugary sweet.
Fuck’s sake. The car heats with all the other times she’s saidplease,like when she’s begging me to let her come. She knows as well as I do that I’m so under her fucking thumb, I can taste her fingerprint.
I clamp my hand around hers so she can’t pull it away. “Fine, but it better be quick.”
The drowsiness of Dip morphs into the tranquility of Hollow, which is then washed away by the bright glow of Cove. The strip is Friday-night frenetic. It passes in a blur of lights and laughter, and despite being pissed about the detour, I can’t ignore the hum of excitement that sweeps through my blood.
I fucking love the atmosphere of Cove. I’ll love it even more when I finally get the shareholder stake I want from Tor.
Penny glances down at her cell again. “All right, turn left at the bottom of the strip.”
I frown. “You taking me up to the north headland?” Christ, I haven’t been up there since we were kids. There used to be a fun-fair that teetered on the edge of it, but Angelo burned it down after our mama was killed there. “Penelope—” My voice lowers to a mock warning. “If you’re planning on shoving me off it, give me a head’s up. I’ll have to cancel all my meetings tomorrow.”
There’s that laugh again, licking my skin with its delicious flames. I squeeze her hand, hoping the positive reinforcement will encourage her to laugh some more.
She tells me to pull over in what was once the fair’s parking lot. Now, it’s little more than a concrete slab claimed by towering hemlock trees and their twisted roots.
I glance to the three cars parked up on the far end.
