“I’ll grab a cab.” She straightened and started to tip sideways.
I shook my head and held her up with one hand. “I’d feel better if I took you home.”
“I’d feel better with you in my home too.” She leaned into my touch.
“Okay, Race. That’s it.” I stood, reached in my pocket for a fifty, and tossed it on the bar. “Come on, lightweight. Let’s get you to bed.”
“Mmm,” she mumbled as she tried to stand. “Bed sounds perfect.”
I held her by the waist as she stumbled out of the restaurant on unsteady feet. When we hit the sidewalk, I lifted her into my arms.
“Oh my God,” she screeched, batting at my chest. “Put me down.”
I held her tight as she started to wiggle. “You can’t walk in those heels on this shitty, cracked sidewalk. You’ll fall and break your neck. Stop wigglin’, woman, or I’ll drop you,” I lied.
She weighed nothing, but I’d use it as an excuse to hold her for a little while. Relaxing, she laid her head on my shoulder.
“Are you smelling me?” she asked as we approached my car.
“No.” I moved my face away from her head, knowing I’d been caught. I couldn’t get enough of her sweet scent.
“Surrre,” she slurred as she snuggled into me.
“We’re here,” I said, looking down at her and smiling.
“I’m so tired,” she mumbled, sagging closer to me, “and comfortable.”
“I’m going to put you down now,” I warned her before releasing my grip.
She slid down my body, letting her face press against my chest. I didn’t bother to hide my amusement. I pushed her back and propped her against the car as I unlocked it and opened the door. “In ya go.” I held her by the arm, making sure she got in without banging her head.
“You’re really a nice guy,” she said, blinking slowly, out of sync, as her body swayed.
“Let’s keep that our little secret.” I lifted her legs inside and closed the door. “Lord give me strength not to fuck this up,” I mumbled, glancing upward as I walked around the car. “I cannot sleep with her.”
The hard dick inside my pants begged to differ, but I knew I couldn’t take advantage of her. That was what I’d be doing if I let tonight get out of control.
I can’t fuck her tonight.
Chapter Ten
It’s Now or Never
Race
“Morgan,” I whispered as he carried me inside my house.
“Yeah?” he asked, staring down at me.
“I’m not that drunk,” I whispered.
“But you are, princess,” he told me as he opened my bedroom door, carrying me inside.
“I’m not,” I argued, sliding my hand up his neck and holding his cheek, slowly stroking the fresh stubble.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his fingers digging into my hip.
“I want you.” I brushed my lips across his chin.
