“What about tomorrow night then? I’ll book us a table at Loretto’s.”
“Sounds good. I love Loretto’s.”
Evan smiled and kissed me. “I know you do. I’ll miss you until then. Can you come over for a little before you go out?”
I shook my head. “I’m a little busy today. Sorry.” It was a total lie but, for some reason, I didn’t want to be alone with Evan as much as Dean didn’t want me to be.
Evan sighed and almost pouted. “Okay. I guess I’ll just have to save it all for tomorrow night.” He gave me a mischievous grin and kissed me again. “Walk out to the car with me?”
I nodded. “Sure.” I turned around briefly and shouted, “‘Bye, Clarissa!” Then we made our way to the door. I didn’t see her, but I heard her shout back.
We walked out into the hot sun, which hit us straight away. It looked as though summer was going to be a bitch this year.
I turned to Evan, kissed him goodbye, and got into my car and drove off. As I was driving, I noticed a black BMW with tinted windows following a couple of cars behind me. I could swear I saw that car on the way to Evan’s, too.
Once I parked in my driveway, I saw the same car a little bit further down the street. I could have kissed him and punched him at the same time. I needed him to know how pissed off I was.
So, not wasting any time, I walked towards the car and saw the window come down. Sure enough, it was Dean.
“Why are you following me?” I put my hands on my hips for good measure.
In turn, Dean leisurely looked me up and down with a smile. “You’re looking good, Rosey. That color suits you. Although, I have to warn you, I wouldn’t stand like that much longer. You don’t realize what it’s doing to me.”
Keeping my hands on my hips, I pointed at him. “I know what you did, Dean. It was damn right nasty.”
Dean smiled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I huffed. “You do know. Guess who’s going to work right now when he didn’t need to?”
Dean gave me an innocent look and shrugged. “You never stopped him, though, did you? I told you I was going to fight for you, Tyler. This is just the beginning.”
Heat radiated between my legs. His words, coupled with the way he looked in that white polo shirt, weren’t helping. You could see his muscles practically bulging to get out.
“I’m so fucking mad at you!”
Dean slowly opened the car door and stepped out. Every part of me hummed and stood at attention the second he closed it. I didn’t know what he was going to do, but the minute he started stepping towards me, I hurriedly started stepping back. “What are you doing?”
Dean hungrily looked at me. “I told you not to stand like that. I did warn you.”
I shook my head as the blood started rushing through my veins. “No, you don’t, Dean. Don’t you dare!”
Dean smiled his cheeky signature grin. “I fucking love it when you shout at me, Tyler. Don’t you know what buttons you press? Come on… Give me something else. Just give me one more fucking excuse.”
I kept on walking and shook my head. “Don’t you dare touch me.”
He cocked his eyebrow and gave me that smirk that always told me I was about to get into deep trouble.
I turned and ran. It was useless, though. Dean caught me by the wrist, swung me around, and scooped me up in his arms for spellbinding kiss. The moment he pressed his lips to mine, I was gone. The feel of him, the heat of him, the smell of him was way too much to take. His tongue tasted delicious as it danced with mine. I had never felt as turned on as I did right now.
Pulling away, we were both breathless. “Let me in, Tyler.”
I shook my head. “No.”
Dean pressed his groin into mine, making me moan. “Tyler, let me in.”
“No,” I breathed against his lips. I couldn’t let him in because I knew what would happen next, and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
“Tyler, if you don’t let me in, I swear I’ll break the fucking door down with you still in my arms. I’m not letting you go.” He kissed me so seductively and so slowly that I swear I fainted for a moment. Everything about him made me weak.
I was about to reply when the sound of someone clearing their throat pulled me out of Dean’s spell. I looked sheepishly to my right and saw that it was one of my neighbors, and the worst gossip in the world, Belinda. For a second, I buried my head in Dean’s chest. “Oh, fuck,” I whispered, then realized I had my legs tightly wrapped around his waist. What the hell did that look like? And how the hell did that happen? I don’t even remember doing it!