She laughs softly. “I mean, that was the plan. Right? You told me to get ready for our date night.”
I shake my head, crossing the room with the need to touch her. “Come here,” I mutter.
She barely takes a step before I’ve got my hands on her waist, pulling her into my arms.
Her laugh turns into a soft breath when I kiss her. There’s nothing sweet about it, and I nearly groan at the sound she makes when our lips meet.
My hand slides up to cup her face, brushing her hair back, and she clings to me like she’s trying and failing to hold on. Suddenly, I’m a little less focused on my plans for the night.
“Cooper,” she murmurs when she pulls away from my mouth.
I know what she’s going to say.
We should probably leave. We’re going to be late.
Instead, I kiss her again, a little deeper this time. Like maybe one more will help get it out of my system.
Her fingers curl into my shirt when I pull away enough to look at her.
“You’re staring again,” she whispers.
“Can you blame me? Damn.”
She tilts her head, watching me like she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
My hands slide down her sides before I catch myself.
I let out a slow breath and step back. “Nope,” I say, shaking my head. “I’m not gonna do this.”
She snickers, crossing her arms. “Do what exactly?”
“I have a plan for tonight,” I tell her.
“And?”
“And I should’ve planned better,” I admit. “Because that dress is making it very hard to stick to it.”
She laughs, and the glint in her eyes nearly knocks me over.
“You’re being ridiculous.”
“Maybe,” I say, grabbing my keys. “But I’m not ruining our firstrealdate I’ve planned for you.”
Her brows lift. “First real date?”
“Yeah.” I nod toward the door. “So try not to distract me with all your…” I wave my hand over her. “Beauty.”
She slips her hand into mine, her smile growing at that. “Okay, I’ll try, but no promises.”
When we get downstairs, the house is louder than it was before. Kade, Talon, and Owen are all still in the living room, and don’t look like they’ve moved a muscle.
They all look up at us at the same time.
Owen’s the first to react, sitting forward. “Well, damn.”
Brinley ducks her head, her hand tightening around mine.
Talon grins. “Look at you two. I’m proud of you, Rowdy.”
