Besides, she looked beautiful no matter what she was wearing.
“I came to drop off the truck.”
“Oh.” She hid her disappointment well, but it was clear she was hoping there was another reason I was here.
“And I’m supposed to bring you to dinner tonight.”
She shot me a confused look. “You’resupposedto?”
Here we go. “Ma told me she discussed it with your mother.”
Her eyes dropped as she cleared her throat. “Well, that’s interesting.”
It was interesting, but not nearly the fight I had been hoping for. After the way she so boldly pointed out last night that it took me forever to ask her out, I wanted nothing more than to hear that same feistiness in her voice now.
“You know how our mothers are.”
“I do. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that I’m only invited because our mothers decided.”
“Yeah?” I leaned against the counter, cocking my head at her. “And why’s that?”
“Because it took you ten years to ask me to dance.”
“More than that.”
“And I guess I need to adjust my standards. I should probably assume it’s going to be another year at least before you ask me to dinner by yourself.”
“At least.”
“And then another six months before you decide whether or not you want to continue dating me.”
“You know me so well,” I smirked.
She sighed heavily, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear. “By the time you actually decide if you want me, I’ll have moved on to someone more willing.”
The challenge in her voice set me off. “And who would you be moving on to?”
“Who knows? Maybe I should see if Wyatt is up for a good time. I already know he’s not interested in marriage, but a girl has needs. He’s handsome and?—”
I didn’t give her a chance to finish that sentence. Grabbing her by the back of the neck, I gently pulled her forward so our lips were just a scant inch apart.
Her baby blues widened in surprise at my bold gesture. I would kiss her now, but I would not lay claim to her in the front office for anyone to see.
No. When I kissed her for the first time, it would be because I had her right where I wanted her—desperate and needy for me.
“If you want Wyatt and his good time, what are you waiting for?”
So thrown from the sudden change in power, she didn’t know what to say.
The garage door swung open and the air intensified as I felt Wyatt’s heated glare on me, but neither of us moved.
“Everything okay in here?”
Leaning forward, my lips brushed Bailey’s ear. “I’ll pick you up at six.”
Hot breath skimmed my neck as the air rushed out of her lungs, and yet, I couldn’t pull back, not when I was so close to her.
My fingers slid from the back of her neck, trailing across the sideand down her collarbone, lingering for just a moment before I drew back just enough to look into her eyes.
