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Heat colored her cheeks. To busy her hands and make a faster getaway, she took the bundle of energy from him and tucked the pug under her arm. “I made the mistake of feeling sorry for this little guy tucked away in a small crate and let him out in the car. Won’t happen again.” She wagged her finger at the pug who looked less than intimidated.
“Easily done. These guys are master manipulators. No joke. I think it’s part of some form of puppy training we aren’t privy to. My brother has a couple of his own. They rule the house, the poor bastard.”
She couldn’t help but laugh. “You know, I totally believe you. Larson always was a softy for big brown eyes.”
There went that smile again. God, why did that make her thighs tighten and her pussy clench?
“You hang out in parking lots playing at heroics nowadays?”
He shrugged a heavy shoulder. “Not as often as I’d like, sadly. Just got lucky and turned at the right time.”
“Make that lucky for me. Again, I can’t thank you enough. I’d offer you the second coffee and a cherry popper I snagged from Mason’s place a minute ago, but I seem to be wearing it at the moment.” She looked down at her brown and red stained top and drenched cutoff shorts then back at him with a cringe.
“Cherry popper, huh?” He paused, his big strong hands slipping into his pockets about the same time something came to mind. She could tell because his cocky smile was back in full force.
Damn.
She noticed the pull immediately. It always happened around Whiskey. His light-hearted humor and devilish words made a person forget all their troubles. “Maybe you can repay my heroics after all. But I’ll take a raincheck on the cherry poppers. Those can come after.”
“After?”
“Mm-hmm. After dinner. Let me take you out?”
Keep your focus, she reminded herself.
She cocked her own brow now. “I thought I was the one repaying here.”
Ok. Definitely not where she thought she was going with this.
“You are, by being my date.”
He looked so sincere, earnest even.
She must be a glutton for punishment.She mentally smacked herself. She didn’t have time for flirting with past lovers.
She heard a phone ring from the direction of her car, bringing her back to reality.
Thank God! Her heart rate jacked up. “Unfortunately, I’m only in town for a couple of nights and have a deadline.”
“Then I better not take my time. Tonight? Say at seven o’clock? I know a quaint bistro that serves the best steak down the way. Kincaid’s. Remember it? We can watch them set up for the flower show while we talk about how Sir Pugly actually got that name.”
Her smile deepened. “Interesting story, I assure you. Ms. Kincaid’s place. I remember.”
“Where should I pick you up?”
“Um, how about outside the flower shop around front?” She pointed in the direction of Main Street. “You remember Mom and Dad’s place?”
“Of course, sweetheart.” He skimmed his knuckles down the soft skin of her cheek. “Until tonight, Ms. Summers.” He leaned in, taking all the air with him and pressed a kiss to the place he just caressed, making her skin tingle with excitement. When he pulled away, he left a rush of goosebumps over her skin.
And with that, her ex bid his farewell and disappeared around the corner.
Nothing in life turned out perfect, but she couldn’t find a single flaw. That made her nervous. Not wanting to dive too deep into the tender kiss or how he filled out his tailored slacks, she plucked her keys off the ground where they had fallen in her crazy attempt at wrangling a pug.
Leash and pup firmly in hand, she fought off licks and kisses as she snatched her cell phone out of the front seat of her car and the two small suitcases from the back seat.
Too bad she couldn’t write a piece on the ideal man. Whiskey Morgan could fill volumes starting with the little trick he can do with his tongue that had her cumming in ten seconds flat that one time. Five years later and her clit still remembered. Nowthatwould be fun to write!
CHAPTER THREE
