My sister asked if I could help her with Emma, and I jumped at the chance to hang out with my niece, who I hadn’t seen as much of lately. We went to the park, and I hoped Adam would show up the entire time.
It’s pathetic, I know.
I should have called him, but since we’d been seeing so much of each other and it’d only been a few weeks, I decided I could wait until Monday and go about my life.
I just finished dinner and am curled up on my couch, deciding to read the book I started over a month ago and have neglected since I started hanging out with Adam.
I start to doze off when my phone dings with a text message.
Are you busy?
My tiredness fades quickly as adrenaline takes its place just from seeing his name. Man, I do have it bad.
I laugh at myself as I text back.
I was just reading. What are you doing?
Standing outside your place.
I jump off my couch and run to the window to see his truck parked. I can’t fight the grin plastered on my face as I type back.
Do you want to come up?
Come for a drive with me.
I glance down at my outfit—leggings and an oversize sweatshirt.
Let me change. I’m in my cozies. I’ll be right out.
Don’t change. We’re just going for a drive. You’ll only see me, and I’d love to see what you have on.
I bring my hand to my lips, thinking about his words and checking out my outfit one more time. The leggings show off my legs, and I’m comfortable, which is what he’s making me when we’re together. I smile as I stand up and text back before I grab my shoes.
Be right out.
When I approach his truck, he’s standing by the passenger side, waiting for me. His hand reaches out to grab mine, and he pulls me in for a quick kiss.
“Thanks for coming out,” he says as he helps me into his truck.
When he hops in on his side, I ask, “How was your day?”
He shrugs. “I had to go help put everything in storage and figure out what we needed to keep and what we could get rid of from the tour. Linda is watching Cailin, so since she’s staying the night with her, I thought I’d take advantage and come see you.” He grins in my direction, and my heart flutters. “How about you?”
“Nothing big. Just did some chores and got to see my niece for a little while. Where are we driving to?”
His eyes turn to me, and he shrugs. “No clue. I just didn’t trust myself in your apartment, alone.”
A sharp laugh escapes my mouth, and I cover it, trying to hide my reaction.
He chuckles under his breath. “Just being honest.” His hand reaches out to grab mine as he winks at me before turning his attention back to the road. “You grew up here. Where can we go? Is there a lookout maybe? A place where people go to make out?”
I laugh out loud again. “I thought you didn’t trust yourself to be alone with me?”
“Oh, don’t you worry. There’s no way I’m fucking you for the first time in the back of a truck. A bed, on the other hand …”
The way he saidfuckingand left his statement hanging there for my imagination to fill in the blanks flames my desire past a bright red stage and straight to blue, the most intense a fire can be.
His thumb rubs mine, sending tingles up my arm. I close my legs to try to ease the ache and love when his lips tilt the slightest amount.
