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“Fine. But it better not be a hotel.”
“Oh, you caught me, I booked us a by-the-hour room.”
We reach his car, and he opens up the passenger door and I slide in, securing my seat belt. He rounds the front of the car and slides in next to me. I spot my dad’s face in the window as he wipes his hands on his apron, watching us. I might as well prepare for a phone call from him in the next twenty-four hours.
“Tell me where we’re going,” I say.
“You’ll find out, but first I want to know why we went from starting a pretty good friendship again to this.”
“What’s this?”
“You treating me like I cheated on you. Asking if I slept with that Olive girl. Fuck, Calista.” His foot slams on the gas and he turns the corner at a speed that makes me grab the holy-shit handle.
“Stop driving like an asshole.”
“You’ll never be happy. You don’t want me, you do want me, which is it? Because acting jealous over a pastry chef that baked me a dessert at a restaurant one time is just fucking ludacris.”
“Let me out!” My hand hovers over the handle.
He pulls over to the side of the road, slams the car in park, and locks the doors. Then he grabs my face and guides me to him, and his lips are on mine.
All my willpower dissolves in an instant and my tongue thrusts into his mouth. The kiss is rabid and uncontrolled. He undoes my seat belt, pushes back his seat, and grabs my hips, pulling me over the center console onto him.
“Fuck,” he says, his thumb running over the front of my neck. “You taste so damn good.”
His lips travel up my neck to my jaw and cover my lips again, his teeth biting my bottom lip. My hands run down his firm chest, his muscles bulging, and I have to see him without a shirt, let my hands explore. I have two buttons freed when blue and red lights flash behind us.
“Mr. Rylan Greene! I think you’re due at Black Moose Community Park,” Fisher announces over the speaker of his police vehicle. “Please tell your passenger to get off your lap and secure herself in her own seat. Drive over there doing the speed limit and keep your hands to yourself for the duration of the ride.” Then he hits the siren.
“Jesus,” Rylan mumbles.
Talk about embarrassing. I slide off his lap and back into my seat, putting my seat belt back on, my face flushed.
“What? We decide to make out on the one day he has to be in Lake Starlight for something?” Rylan shakes his head and starts the car. He looks at me. “We’ll continue that later. And damn it, you still taste amazing.”
My cheeks grow even hotter. I have no idea what I’m doing, but that felt really good. Too good to push it away, that’s for sure. Damn the consequences.
Seventeen
Rylan
I park my car in the lot above the field and the good ol’ Sunrise Bay Sheriff parks next to us. I look over and he’s got a smug expression. Asshole.
“What are we doing here?” Calista asks.
I’m hoping that after our kiss, her attitude with me has evaporated. Although I do want to revisit that when I take her home.
I bite my lip. “My niece’s soccer game.”
She blows out a huge breath. “Rylan… and your entire family is here, aren’t they?”
“Not all of them, no.”
“Fisher is.” She waves to where he’s knocking on the glass.
“Listen, we don’t have to stay the whole game. Just until halftime. But they’re up my ass about not spending time with them while I’m home, and Declan’s up my ass about not doing enough for the wedding. And at least it’s not football.”
She smiles and opens the door. “Fine. I’m stranded anyway. But next time, don’t trick me into this. Got it?” She steps out and shuts the door. “Fisher.”
