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Drake’s chest heaved with his breaths, and his jaw flexed when he gritted his teeth. “Because I got a fucking taste of you, and it wasn’t enough.”
I gasped. “What?”
“I said it wasn’t enough.” He emphasized the words.
I closed my eyes, pulling at the handle on the door. Drake stepped to the side, but he kept his eyes locked on me. “I need to go,” I said, slamming it shut. My hands shook when I put my car in reverse and pulled out of the parking spot, and his eyes followed me out of the lot.
It wasn’t enough.
Chapter twenty-two
Drake
I knocked on the door a second time, knowing there was no way Amanda didn’t hear it the first time. It wasn’t something I had been able to resist. She told me she didn’t want help, but I was calling in an order for carryout before I was out of the parking lot.
“I’m coming! Be patient, shit,” she grumbled loudly enough to be heard through the door. When she saw me standing on the porch, she scowled. “What’s this?”
I held out the plastic bag, letting the strong scent of curry waft towards her. “It’s Thai food,” I said, shrugging.
Amanda cocked her head, resting her hands on her hips and drawing my gaze to her exposed midriff and low-rise shorts. “Why?”
“Because you didn’t answer how you felt about sushi.” I shrugged, stepping past her and into her entryway. She let me past easily, not holding to her inevitable defense that she didn’t want me there.
She closed the door. “I meant why are you here?” When she locked the deadbolt behind her, I knew she wasn’t going to kick me out.
“To have dinner, and to help you study.”
Amanda glared at me. “I told you I don’t want or need your help.” Again her hands rested on her hips in what appeared to be her signature stubborn pose. When I gave her a slow once-over, taking in every bare inch of her skin, she blushed.
“Okay, fine. Answer three questions. If you get them right, I’ll leave.” I rested my hands against her counter.
She took a slow deep breath, closing her eyes and humming quietly. The power of spicy food. I chuckled when she huffed. “The food stays.”
My laugh was loud in her small kitchen, and it made the corners of her lips twitch like she was holding back a smile. “Fine. If you get three questions right, I’ll leave, and the food can stay.”
She giggled, nodding excitedly, and my stomach flipped. “Deal,” she said with a curt nod. “Three questions, and I get a free dinner that isn’t the dino nuggets in my freezer.”
I paused. “Do you really have dino-shaped nuggets in your freezer?” I asked her. Was that something all twentysomethings kept on hand?
“Just ask the question,” she grumbled playfully. Amanda fidgeted from one foot to the other. Was she nervous?
“Question one,” I said, opening the plastic bag that held containers of food. “An offer to purchase real estate becomes a contract when it’s signed by whom?”
Her sarcastic smile slipped from her face, and she furrowed her brow. “The buyer.”
“Wrong. It’s both. The buyer and seller must both sign.” I shook my head.
She cursed under her breath, correcting the sour expression on her face when she met my stare. “I feel like that’s a trick question because the seller is already agreeing to it. I didn’t think about it being signed by both.”
“That will matter on the test.” I pulled the first container from the bag. She stretched and leaned over the counter, giving me a brief glance down her shirt. When she inhaled, I held my breath.
“Next question,” she hummed. “No more trick questions.”
“It wasn’t a trick—” I started, but I thought better of it. I shook my head. “Question two. What is the clause that says a lender must be paid in full if the property is sold to another person?”
“The dominant clause.” She squinted one eye and looked at me, scrunching her nose like she knew the answer was wrong. “Shit.”
“It’s the alienation clause,” I told her, opening the drawer in front of me and closing it.
