Fuck, did he know how good this was?
She was sure he must.
But when he finally pulled away, it didn’t seem like that at all. She was left dazed—breath coming too quick, legs like jelly, pulse beating too hard in every part of her body. Whereas he looked as if he’d just brushed his teeth with her lips.
“Goodnight,” he said, as calmly as you please.
Then he just strolled away.
At which point she knew.
Normal dating was going to behell.
Chapter Eleven
He asked her to choose the next venue for their great dating experiment—and she understood why. He thought that she would make the better choice. That she would pick something that was neither a possible portal to hell, nor something that would make taking things slow hard. He trusted her to come up with something that worked within the plan they’d agreed on.
And truthfully, she did try her best.She went with a drive-in screening ofThe Fly, thinking it served all purposes. It was his favorite film, so it showed some real thought. They could talk through it, and not bother anyone. But most importantly they got to go to the movies, without having to sit super close together in almost complete darkness. It was a good, chaste option, like something from the movieGrease.
Then they got there, and it dawned on her what the movie Grease was about:
Mostly teenagers humping the shit out of each other at the drive-in.
In fact, if memory served, the drive-in got Rizzo pregnant.
And itwas pretty obvious why. They were in a tiny, dark bubble, with a backseat like a bed only inches away. There was literally nothing they couldn’t do to each other, in this environment—though she did her best not to think about that. Instead, she focused on other things. Like the movie.
The movie that just so happened to be forty percent fucking.
God, why had she not remembered the movie was forty percent fucking?
They had only talked about it the other day, yet somehow she’d just let it fall completely out of her head. Now, she had to watch Jeff Goldblum athletically pounding away, while a guy who looked like his more handsome, much younger brother sat with his arms and legs almost wedged against hers.
It was absolute agony. More than agony, in truth.
She had to look away from the screen just to stop herself sweating—but oh man, was that ever a mistake. Her eyes went straight to Isaac, and of course his face was even more amazing than usual in the flickering light. The shadows beneath his cheekbones were deeper; the color of his skin was richer; the curl of his top lip lookedincredible.
And oh so, so tempting.
Had it always been this tempting?
She didn’t think so—it had to be thememoryof those lips that was doing it. The press of them against hers, butter soft and sweeter than anything. The way he had moved over her, in that gentle but strangely insistent way. That rhythm, like an echo of something far filthier.He fucks like that, her mind whispered,and as soon as it did, she was pretty much lost. A bolt of arousal went through her, heavy and hot enough that she could hardly cope.She almost jumped him right then and there.
But managed to restrain herself, at the last second.
She got herself back under control.
Or she thought she had.
Then he said, “So what are we supposed to do on a second date?”
And completely stupid words just popped right out of her.
“Second date is usually making out,” she said, as if she hadn’t learned her lesson at the apartment door. He clearly liked following the rules of dating. It was obviously possible that he was going to obey them again, here. Yet, somehow, she was convinced thatthiswas way too much. Too outside the parameters of what they’d agreed on.
Then he started to lean towards her, and she knew she was completely screwed.He just looked so fucking amazing, in every way amazing was possible. His eyes had gone all heavy lidded, and they were not meeting hers. They were on her mouth instead, as if his memory of how she tasted was as intense as her memory of him. And when he did look up, it was only to trail his gaze over the rest of her. Slowly, slowly, in that savoring way of his.
Though it was his lips that really fucked her over.
