Even the Score(53)

Our lips smacked as I pulled back for a second to take a breath and make sure this wasn’t a mistake. “Danicka—”

“Andy, shut up and take me home.” She breathed heavily as she licked her plump lips.

I brushed a piece of her hair behind her tiny, sexy ear. “I can’t. You’ve been drinking.”

“I’ve been drinking, but I’m not drunk. I know exactly what I’m saying, exactly what I’m doing, and exactly what I want.”

“Are you sure?” I was prepared to accept it if her answer was no, but I prayed it was going to be yes.

Her eyes grew darker, fogged over with lust. “Now,” she ordered. That one word was like a shot straight to my core, and within seconds I was up and had her hand in mine, pulling her back into the bar to let the others know we were leaving.

“Kevin!” I called out as we got closer. “You have Ellie, right?”

“Yeah, she’s coming back to my house.” He nodded.

I turned back to Dani, anxious to get her out of there before either of us decided it wasn’t a good idea after all. “Your purse at the table?”

She nodded, still looking at me like she wanted to tear my clothes off right there on the dance floor. I bent down close to her ear. “If you keep looking at me like that, we’re not gonna make it out of the parking lot.”

“That’s okay, too.” And just like that, with one shrug of her shoulders, my cock grew hard against my jeans.

Holy shit.

“Be right back,” I called out, hurrying over to the booth.

“I take it the talk went well?” Brody asked playfully as I reached across him and grabbed her purse.

“Sorry about the bar tab, but I promise I’m good for it. Call you tomorrow . . . or Sunday if all goes well.”

I turned and practically jogged back to Danicka, who was talking to Ellie on the dance floor.

“Night, Ellie,” I said as I walked past, grabbing Dani’s hand and dragging her behind me like a caveman. She giggled but didn’t object as she waved good-bye to Ellie.

We would’ve made it back to my car in record time except we stopped to kiss two times along the way, once up against the cinder block wall of a McDonald’s. I’m sure it was no secret to people out on the street what we were rushing to do, but that was so far out of our minds, we didn’t care. When we finally got back to my car, I opened the door, and she slid quickly into the passenger seat. I was tempted to pull a Bo Duke and slide across the hood to get to my door faster but decided to at least play it a little cool.

I ducked in behind my steering wheel, and just as I put my key in the ignition, she leaned over and planted a soft kiss on my neck. My eyes drifted shut, and I groaned without even meaning to. She pulled my shirt collar toward her and kissed my collarbone, dragging her tongue all the way up to my ear.

“You better start driving, or I’m climbing over there.” Her warm breath tickled my ear.

I shoved the key into the ignition and barely had my car started when I whipped out of my parking space. Dani sat back into her own seat and buckled her seat belt, which settled perfectly in between her breasts. As I wove through the streets, torn between not getting a ticket and blowing every stop sign, Dani’s hand rested comfortably in mine.

Suddenly she sat up straight, gasping softly.

Shit. Please don’t change your mind.

“What is it?” I squeezed her hand tighter, praying that she wasn’t having second thoughts.

“My car.” She looked over at me sadly. “I don’t want to leave it there overnight.”

“Babe.” I chuckled. “You’re not exactly in any position to drive tonight, anyway. Let’s just leave it there. It’s safe in the garage.”

“Okay, but we need to stop back so I can grab the lens.”

I shot her a quick glance. “You’ve got to be kidding me! Now?”

She shook her head back and forth as she stared straight ahead. “That lens is super expensive, and I’ve waited too damn long for it to have something happen now.”

“It’s in the parking garage, I promise it’ll be fine.”

“Pleeeeease,” she begged in a sexy tone that drove me crazy. She trailed her hand up the inside of my thigh slowly. “If I worry about it all night, I might not be able to relax, and if I can’t relax . . .” The backs of her fingers grazed the uncomfortable bulge in my jeans, and I knew exactly what she was hinting at. “It’s only one street out of the way. I’ll be quick.”

“You keep teasing me like that, and you’re not the only one who’s going to be quick.”