I ducked into the car while Edge said something to the driver.I couldn’t quite make it out as I scooted to the opposite side.I noticed there were seat belts, but I wasn’t sure if I should put it on.Was that what people usually did?It would be safer that way, right?
“Relax, sweetness,” Edge said as he joined me.
I laughed.“Easy for you to say.Do you do this often?Cruise around town in a limo?”
“From time to time.”
“Really?”
“No.”
I laughed.I was catching on to his humor.
The window between the driver and us slowly slid up seconds before the car pulled away from the curb.
Feeling the weight of silence, I decided to pelt him with another question.“So, what did you need the privacy for?”
He didn’t answer right away, which caused me to look at him.
“Come here, Jamie.”
I swallowed, the intensity in his gaze sending sparks dancing across my skin.
Not sure what he meant by come here, I scooted toward him.
The next thing I knew, I was on his lap.
“Thisis what I need privacy for,” he said as his lips glided over mine.
I lost my breath along with my train of thought.Settling into him, I slid my arm around his neck, my tongue blindly dancing with his.This wasn’t the chaste, innocent cheek peck he’d offered on our first date.No, this was … lightning in a bottle.Our tongues collided, dueled as Edge’s big, warm hand curled around behind my head, readjusting the angle and delving deeper.
I moaned into his mouth, tried to move closer, which earned me a sexy groan in response.
“Wow,” I whispered on a rush of air, my lungs working overtime to fill.“That was…”
Edge’s dark eyebrow rose as though encouraging me to finish my sentence.
I pulled my hands from around his neck, adjusted my sweater, and said, “Nice.”
“Nice?”Edge barked a laugh.
I couldn’t help it, I laughed, too.It was so much more than nice, but he didn’t need to know that.
“I’m thinking an entirely different adjective,” Edge said, his voice deeper, rougher than before.
“Yeah?”I pretended to stare out the window.“Like what?Pleasant?”
His hand shot up into my hair, palming the back of my head as he urged me closer.I wasn’t about to play coy.I wanted his mouth on mine, so I leaned into him, throwing my arms around his neck and taking that nice, pleasant kiss into another hemisphere altogether.
This time when we broke for air, I couldn’t resist sliding my hand over his smooth cheek.“I have a new fondness for limos.”
“Do you?”
I smiled.“I definitely do.”
He seemed pleased by that, sliding his hand over mine and linking our fingers before pulling my hand from his cheek.He pressed his lips against my palm, then tugged me back against him.
It took the rest of the drive for me to catch my breath.
