“Please.” He eyes me. “You expect me to believe he wasn’t hitting on you?”
“A little, sure. But—”
“Did you give him your number?”
His stare is so intense. My cheeks flush.
“What kind of girl do you think I am?” I scowl at him. “I was actually telling him he deserved to burn in hell. He could’ve seriously hurt you back there. Youreallythink I would want to hook up with him after that?”
Don’s face breaks into a broad smile.
“Wait a minute—you were worried for me?”
I flush deeper. “Just because you annoy the hell out of me doesn’t mean I want to see you gethurtor anything!”
“You”—he smiles, leaning into me—“were worried… about me…” He pinches my cheek. “That’s adorable.”
He brushes a strand of hair out of my face, and I could punch his bruised shoulder—if it weren’t for how close his mouth is and how that’s all I can focus on.
His fingertips linger on my ear, and my throat dries up. We’re inches away from each other, the space between us closing with every breath, his lips a butterfly wing away from mine. Those warning bells are ringing out again, but they’re fading into the distance, like I’m underwater, and I can’t even think about shrinking back now. All I want is to satisfy the hunger that’s burning deep inside me.
I’m so turned on, I can’t even…
I won’t even…
There’s a knock on my window, and I whip around to see Adam standing there with Lewis, peering in at us.
I practically throw myself out of Don’s car.
“Ten minutes, huh?” I say, slamming the door shut behind me. “Ten freaking minutes?”
“Sorry, I got held up,” Adam offers weakly.
I rummage for his keys and toss them at his head.
“We’re meeting the rest of the team at the Java. See you guys there?” Lewis asks. “I’ll ride with Adam.”
Donovan has appeared to my left, leaning against the hood.
“Hop on in, Carrie.”
“I’m not coming with you guys.”
“It’s part of the deal, babe.”
He grins at me.
I suck in a breath.
“The guys want to meet Ms. Wolinski!” Lewis calls out from Adam’s car. “Let’s go, people! Lewis needs beer.”
I look at Adam, silently pleading for help, but he ignores me, backing up and pulling out, giving me a quick wave before the two of them go roaring off into the night.
I gather my courage up in both hands and turn back to Donovan.
“You’re not going to drive me home, are you?”
“Nope!” He’s all smiles.
