Before I could ask what was going on, he launched. “Mase, get dressed.”
I looked down at my gardening shorts with the extra-large pockets for stuffing seeds, sticks, or whatever else I needed. I had on my oversized polo shirt. On my feet were a pair of sandals.
I bit back a smile. “Um, Iamdressed.”
Kip frowned. “I mean in something a little more… upscale.”
I glared at him suspiciously. “Why?”
He crossed thick arms over his broad chest. “Because I said so. Will that be a problem?”
I backpedaled fast. The last thing my ass wanted was a date with his broad hand.
“No, Kip.”
“Thank you. Now hurry up. We have to be there in thirty minutes.”
Be where?
Not that I was about to argue, especially with that look on his face. I rushed to the bedroom where I pushed clothes aside, looking for something nice. I was grateful to his parents for buying me a new wardrobe after everything I owned had gone up in smoke.
I chose a white button-down shirt, with black pleatedpants. I didn’t have a suit jacket, so I chose an emerald sweater that was brand-new. I put on my wingtip shoes, then checked myself in the mirror.
Fuck, I look so… preppy.
I went back to where Kip was waiting. “Is this okay?” I wasn’t sure.
He smiled and stepped closer, running a hand over my chest. “You look gorgeous.”
Warmth flowed through my veins at his heated gaze. I glanced down and saw he was semi-hard. “Did you want me to take care of that?” I asked.
Please say yes.
“Yes, I do, but not right now. We’ve got fifteen minutes. Get out to the truck.”
I turned toward the door, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him.
“Is something wrong?” I asked. He shook his head, and I noticed the shine in his eyes. “Kip, you’re scaring me.”
“No, nothing is wrong,” he promised. “I love what you chose. It looks amazing on you. I’m looking forward to stripping it off later.”
And just like it always did, the tone of his voice did funny things to my stomach and made my ass clench. “Thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself.”
“Oh, this old thing?” He smirked. “Just something I found in the closet.”
I snorted. “Liar. Your parents bought it. And they have damn good taste.”
He grabbed my hand and pressed it to his crotch. “I have some pretty good taste too, and if you want to find out you’ll get your ass to the truck.”
I wanted to protest, but I knew if I did, the bastard would probably not let me have his dick later. Knowing him, he’d make me lie on the bed and watch as he stroked himself to completion, and I’d be forced to see his cum go to waste. Ithad been a few days since I’d taken his cum, and I wasn’t about to jeopardize that.
The nice thing about living in a small town is everything was close, and ten minutes later we were parked in front of?—
“Why have you brought me to the high school?” I hadn’t been there in years.
“Less questions, more moving that sexy ass.”
I got out of the truck and waited for Kip to come around the side. He took my hand, pulling me behind him.
