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I don’t even know what to do. It’s not even something I would talk to Charity about because, well, it’s just not. Even if she got me the “button pusher” for my birthday.

That’s probably where he got this grand idea. He had to top my best friend somehow.

I fight the urge to chew my nails off, wondering if at every turn he’s going to start the damn thing just to get me started. I don’t know how this works, but while I’m breaking out in a sweat, I’m vibrating with some sort of anxious need to find out.

“Are you still okay coming home with me tonight?” Lucas turns into the parking lot outside of the fancy country club. There are white lights everywhere and people dressed similarly to us. Nice dresses, suits, the whole nine yards.

“Yes, why wouldn’t I be?”

I’m trying to hold on my nerves the closer we get to the event and he’s not started this up. It’s not like I’m nervous about staying with him.

I love him.

I want to be with him.

Our future is another story. It feels fast in some ways, but also like a long time coming. Like it took a long time to make it here.

I don’t want something to fail, and Jadon end up getting hurt.

“Just checking.”

He pulls up to the valet parking, and I have my answer about this “gift” between my thighs. Definitely not for the car ride.

Lucas pays the attendant and comes to get me on my side. Part of me worries about the thing falling out, and I just know he intended it that way. He wants to watch me walk like a newborn giraffe on unstable legs.

My fear is that it’s going to fall out in front of people and I’ll look like I laid an interesting-looking egg. Is that rational? What does one do if that happens?

“It’s not going to fall out, Allie,” he whispers in my ear. “Trust me.”

Slowly and agonizingly, I unclench the muscles on the lower half of my body while he walks us around the car. There are other people around and cars behind ours watching us, and my body heats all over.

God, they probably know. They just have to.

“Allie, baby, you gotta move out of the way. He needs to park the car.”

We are standing right in front of Lucas’ car and the first thing I notice is the parking attendant guy—he is definitely not much younger than I am.

He’s holding up the package.

Lucas holds a hand up. “It’s all good, bud.” He slaps my ass, and my stomach drops. “I got it.”

My cheeks grow hot and I mistakenly whimper for the world to hear. Can this night be over?

I don’t think I’ve blinked, and just as the guy in the car makes eye contact with me, Lucas moves us forward and into the club.

“I cannot believe you just announced that, Lucas,” I hiss.

Lucas and I shake hands with people. Local business owners. I know most of them from coming to these events over the years. He kisses my cheek. “He was staring at you. It was just in case it wasn’t clear enough to him.”

“Why did it need to be made clear at all? Why couldn’t you just throw it in the backseat? Shoved it in the glove box or something? You left it on the front seat so he saw. Now he knows what’s happening under my dress.” God, can this get any worse?

Lucas freaking Kennedy shrugs.Shrugs. He’s holding me close as if to announce we are together and shrugs.

“The pretty girl in the red dress distracted me. I was thinking about watching her try to eat some salad while trying not to moan how good she feels while I test the power on this thing.”

Good...lord. I have no words. Who is this person?

“Maybe if we’re good, we’ll steal a golf cart and you can pick a hole.”

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