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“And I’m Tatum.” She extends her hand to me.
“Tatum’s my sister,” Olivia says as she lifts her purse to her shoulder.
“Will you ladies be okay to get home?”
“Don’t worry about us.” She waves me off. “Just make sure to take care of that one,” Hollyn says with a wink.
I guide her away from the table and through the crowd. “So, you think you can just come here and take me home?”
“Are you going to stop me?”
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip for a brief second. “Actually, no.”
“That’s what I thought.” When we reach the door, I hold it open as she walks through. The warm summer air hits us. A few lamp posts scattered around the parking lot provide a little light in the dark. “Where’s your car?” I ask.
“Wait.” She stops in her tracks. “How’d you get here? How are you getting home?”
“I drove and don’t worry about it. Now, where’s your car?”
I tug her along, but she digs her heels in, not moving an inch. “You’re so concerned about me getting home. Why can’t I be concerned about you getting home?”
I blow out a breath, my patience wearing razor thin. I’ve never had a girl be so defiant yet turn me. It makes me want to swat her ass and kiss her at the same time. “I’ll call for a ride. Happy? Now, where did you park?”
“What are you going to do about work tomorrow?”
“Jesus Christ. Enough with the damn questions.” I bend down and press my shoulder into her stomach, and lift. She screams and squirms as I hold her in place.
“Oh, my god! What are you doing?” Her voice is loud enough anyone in the parking lot could hear her. Thankfully, it’s empty. I’d rather not have to explain that I’m not kidnapping her against her will, but it’s an approved kidnapping.
“Finding your car.” First, I pat her pants pocket, but come up empty handed in the key department. Then I reach around for her purse and yank it from her hand.
“Hey!” The laughter in her voice gives her away. She continues to kick and wiggle, wanting to break free, but I’m stronger.
“This would have been easier if you just did as I said. Then I wouldn’t need to resort to carrying you.” I awkwardly hold her purse in my hand that’s wrapped around her legs while my other digs around, searching for her keys.
“I thought cavemen were extinct.”
“Nope. We evolved.” My fingers grab hold of a set of keys and I yank it out. I situate her purse in one hand and her keys in the other. “Now we spank bad girls who don’t listen.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” She kicks her feet up.
“Keep testing me and you’ll see for yourself.”
I press the lock button and can hear a faint beeping in the distance. I continue to press it, following the sound until her SUV’s flashing lights come into view. When we reach her vehicle, I pull open the passenger door. Standing in the opening, I release her legs and she slides down the front of my body. Once her high-heeled feet hit the pavement, she continues to drag the palms of her hands down until they come to a rest on my chest. Her fingers stroke the worn fabric. The slightest touch from her makes me forget my own name.
“Are you going to sit or am I going to need to do that for you, too?”
Her big doe eyes meet mine, and she nibbles on her bottom lip. “I’d rather sit on something else.”
I scrub my hands down my face and groan. I lock eyes with her. “Get in the car.” I’m about ten seconds away from pushing her against the side of her car and kissing the hell out of her and her smart mouth. Then I’d put that mouth to work on other things. But she saves herself from moaning my name in public when she climbs in. I slam the door and round the hood. Opening the driver’s door, I immediately move the seat back, otherwise my knees would be in my chest and my balls would be in my throat. I get in and press the button to start it. Based on her fancy clothes, I shouldn’t be surprised she drives an Audi Q8.
I pop it into drive and roll through the parking lot. “What’s your address?”
“725 Chestnut Street.”
I blow out a low whistle.
“What’s that for?” Her tone is defensive.
