Page 65 of My First Kiss


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“Harlow.” This time my name sounds like even more of a warning. “Stop looking at me like you want me to fuck you.”

Holy shit, why do those words coming from his mouth make me so hot? Is it just because it’s him? I don’t know. But it doesn’t matter.

“What if I do?” I whisper.

His jaw clenches and I watch him grip the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turn white. “Much as I’d love nothing more than to pull off into some field, pull you into my lap, push that dress up around your hips and sink balls-deep into you, I promised you a date. You didn’t get all dressed up for me not to take you somewhere and show you off. So, stop eye-fucking me. You’re making it hard for me to be a gentleman right now.”

My eyes go wide, and I stare at him for a few more seconds, half wishing he’d do what we both want. But I know he put a lot of effort into this date tonight. If he wants to take me out somewhere and show me off, I can behave for a few more hours. Maybe later I can talk him into being less of a gentleman.

“I’ll behave,” I say, turning back to face the road instead of Linc.

He huffs out a little laugh. “Good girl,” he says in a low voice.

I close my eyes as the last time he said those words to me flits through my mind, making me even more turned on than before. When I glance over at Linc, I can see a hint of amusement on his face. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

“Ass,” I mutter, making him laugh.

Linc drives us into Savannah, and we park in a lot in the riverside district. The sun is beginning to set, bathing the river and the cobbled street in gold-tipped shadows. I’ve always loved this city, especially the old riverfront. I smile at Linc as he walks around to open my door for me. He takes my hand to help me down, but he doesn’t let go once I’m standing on solid ground.

“I love this city,” he says. “I usually only get to come here for business or appointments. Never for fun.”

We walk toward a multi-story, red brick building. When I see the sign, I narrow my eyes at Linc.

“Are you taking me to a hotel?”

He laughs and points beyond the hotel to another building. This one looks like a warehouse, and I can see two smokestacks in the distance.

“That’s where we’re going,” he says. “Unless you’d rather check into a hotel?”

I just smile. “Let’s save it for dessert. I’m starving.”

“As you wish.”

Linc leads the way into the building, and we make our way up to the roof where a hostess seats us at a small table overlooking the river. The weather is warm, but not humid. It’s a perfect late spring evening for a rooftop dinner. The railings are wrapped in white string lights that add a magical glow to the area. Linc waits until I’m seated before taking the chair across from me.

“I hope this is okay,” he says. “I’ve heard good things about this place.”

I smile, looking around at the elegantly appointed rooftop restaurant. “It’s perfect.”

Chapter 24

Harlow

Dinner really is perfect. The restaurant, the ambiance and the food are everything I could think to ask for on a first date. Having Linc seated across from me makes it even more perfect. I keep having to remind myself that I’m not dreaming this. I’m really on a date with Linc. And he’s charming and funny and he keeps touching my hand where it rests on the white linen tablecloth. Linc smiles at me as I sip my wine.

"What?" I ask.

He shakes his head, still smiling. "Nothing. I'm just happy you said yes to this date."

A laugh escapes me. "After last night, did you have doubts?"

His eyes grow dark and his gaze drops to my mouth, making me blush.

"Not exactly," he says. "But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about tonight."

"Nervous? Why?"

He grins. "I worried that maybe you regretted what we did. That you might want it to be a one-time thing."

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