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“Let’s go, honey.” Wendy waves to Murphy.
“We’ll talk soon,” I tell him before we exchange a quick back-slapping hug.
“I’ll pray for you,” he says, smirking.
I smirk. “Can’t hurt.”
“Is everything okay?” Calista asks when everyone has dispersed toward their vehicles and we’re alone.
“Yes, why?” I catch her hand, threading our fingers together, as we walk through the parking lot.
She rolls her lips inward. “You and Murphy seemed to be having a serious discussion.”
“So you were watching me, then?” I tease.
“Guilty as charged. But it’s not like you’re not used to women watching you.”
“I’m only interested in one woman,” I say when we reach the passenger side of my truck.
“Does she know that?”
“She should.”
“Have you told her? If not, you can’t expect her to justknow.”
“I’ve given her plenty of signs.”
“Maybe your signs aren’t as clear as you think they are. Messaging is subjective. Some people need to be hit over the head with something and others—”
I capture her lips, shutting down the conversation in the best possible way—with my tongue in her mouth. Judging by the way she thrusts hers to meet mine, she’s on board with my method. Pulling my hand from hers, I place my palm on her lower back, urging her closer. That same hand begins a downward slide that ends with me clutching an ass cheek.
Christ, I want her. More than I’ve ever wanted anyone before.
But a restaurant parking lot is not the place to be doing this. We don’t need someone filming us and sharing it on social media. Not only would Darius kill me, but so would the team’s PR staff.
Dragging my lips from hers, I press our foreheads together. “How’s that for a sign? Was that clear enough for you?”
She rubs her hand over my heart, giggling. “Very direct. Your messaging is on point.”
Removing her hand from my chest, I press a kiss in the center of her palm. “Let’s get you home.” I help her climb up into my truck and at the same time appreciate the nice view of her shapely calves.
I slide behind the wheel and get us started on the ride to her home. Calista lets out a big yawn.
“Excuse me. I don’t know where that came from.”
“It might have something to do with how you drank half of that bowl by yourself,” I mention, smiling.
“You didn’t hold up your end of the deal. I didn’t want it to go to waste. Which reminds me, I need to slip some money in Evie’s purse the next time I see her.”
“Why?” I ask.
“Those drinks are expensive and I ate a lot of food.”
“Do you know how much money your brother makes?”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t matter. It’s the principle. Just because he’s paid well for his profession doesn’t mean anyone should take advantage of his generosity.”
“If anything, I made you get more than you wanted.”
