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“Turn it on, here.” Jacob said, showing her the heated seat button. “Trust me, I know your body will love the heat.”
“Excuse me?” she asked, coughing awkwardly.
“I had my mouth between your legs, princess. I know what your body likes.”
Her cheeks blazed.
He might be right, but she wasn’t sure she was ready for all the lust and excitement that went along with being with this man.
She had been upset, and that hadn’t disappeared because of one hug.
“I don’t want to go to the club.”
His eyes left the road and met hers momentarily. “We’re not going to Sailors.”
She should have asked before climbing in the car, but Jacob had run his hand along her cheek and then pressed his mouth to hers, not really kissing her but waking her body wake up, then asked her to come for a drive with him. She had been unable to say no.
Jacob looked utterly gorgeous. His blue jeans fit him more perfectly than she’d ever seen on another man in her life, and his black t-shirt did nothing to hide his ripped body underneath.
She was dying to slide her hand under it and feel those sexy abdominal muscles again. Then an image of his long, thick cock filled her mind.
Damn.
But she didn’t want to go back to the club.
Lunch with her friends had made her realize just how crazy Friday with Jacob and Carter had been. Not that she wasn’t already aware, but sitting with the two couples who would never dream of doing such things—she assumed—had made her feel bad about what she’d done.
But that didn’t mean she wasn’t insanely attracted to this man. Her body had flared at his touch and wanted more.
“Then where are you taking me?”
“You’ll see.” Jacob shot her a half smirk.
When they ended up on Philly’s South Street, Leilani thought he might be taking her out for dinner. But he parked and, after instructing her to stay put, circled the SUV and opened her door.
Then took her hand and led her to a place she never would have expected Jacob Dufort to take her.
Philadelphia’s Magic Garden.
“Sorry, we’re closing in ten minutes.” The man at the desk said.
“We’ll need an hour.” Jacob said, pulling out a handful of crisp large bills and sliding them across the desk. The young man glanced at the money for a long moment, then up at Jacob.
“I can do forty minutes, otherwise I’ll get fired.” He said, nodding and gathering up the notes.
“Deal,” Jacob said, then took her hand again.
“Did you just pay six hundred dollars to get us into the Magic Gardens?” she gasped.
“Eight. Have you been here before?” Jacob asked, leading her inside.
My God.
Eight hundred dollars.
“No,” she replied, her brain almost exploding as the colors and art overwhelmed her senses.
Every surface was tiled with shards of ceramic, glass, mirrors, bottles—woah, was that a bicycle spoke—and offcuts of all manner of knickknacks.
