“I’m out front.”
Damien followed me outside, silently.Should I try to talk to him?Make small talk?
As I opened the driver’s side door, Damien stopped me. “I’ll do it. You aren’t exactly wearing proper attire.”
My mouth pulled into a mischievous grin as I yanked the hem of my dress to my thigh and climbed in. “I’ll be fine.”
I didn’t miss the start of a smile that tugged on his lips as he got into the passenger seat.
The Jeep started quickly, and I navigated to the back parking lot. It was easy to spot their trailer, and hitched the hem of my dress even higher so my legs could move while I leaned forward to get a better view as I backed up.
Colton stood next to the trailer, using his hands to guide me. When he told me to stop, I glanced over at Damien. “See? I told you I’d be fine.”
He shook his head as he climbed out of the passenger seat.
I followed, fighting against my Jell-o legs as I watched Damien, Shane, and Hudson secure the trailer. It wasn’t too big and would be easy to tow.
Colton slid up next to me. “So, what was the occasion?”
I looked up at him. “What?”
He let his gaze travel down my body again before landing on my face. “The getup. Super fancy for a bar.”
“Yeah, well. I wish I had a cooler story, but I got kicked out of a charity gala.”
“How do you get kicked out of a gala? Especially one that’s asking for money.”
“Well… saying they kicked me out is a bit dramatic. They highly encouraged me to leave. I guess I was too much of a temptation to the opposite sex.”
“NowthatI can see.”
“Keep it in your pants.”
Colton laughed, a loud, boisterous sound that echoed in theair. “I’m not the type to push unwanted affection onto anyone. Everyone I touch comes willingly.”
“I didn’t realize you had such an ego.”
Colton leaned in, his face only inches from mine. “But it’s the truth.”
I scoffed. “If you say so.”
“She’s ready to go.” Damien stood, watching as Colton turned and walked back inside.
Clearing my throat, I asked, “Who’s going to ride shotgun?”
“You.” Damien didn’t look at me when he said it. I was even less prepared as he stepped over the hitch and invaded my space.
It was amazing how much taller than me he was. My head barely made it past his shoulder,withmy heels on.
“What?” It was all I could get to come out. He was too close, and I couldn’t help but inhale his scent. It was like leather with a hint of mint. Despite him running around on stage, he still smelled incredible.
“You’re the co-pilot. I’m driving.”
“But I?—”
“You think I’m going to let you drive when you can barely stand?”
I opened my mouth to respond but quickly closed it. He had a point.
