Mr. Vans nods at me.
I can come back.
I’ve now redeemed myself with four of the five targets.
The last one is Brooke's father.
I have no idea how to go about that one, but I have a feeling his opinion of me is going to be the most important.
If that man can approve of me dating his daughter, I’d say I’ve done more than just turned my reputation around. I’ll be setting a new standard for the town.
But Brooke and I aren't exactly dating.
In the parking lot, I open the truck door for her and quicklywalk around the hood to my side. When I get in, she’s smiling at me.
“What?” I ask.
“That was really fun, and I’m actually looking forward to doing it again next week,” she admits.
“Will I still get to be your partner?”
“Oh,” she laughs, “you’re stuck with me from here on out, Big D. Don’t even try to find someone else.”
That is truly the worst nickname on earth, but when she says it with that smile on her face, I’d happily hear it every day for the rest of my life.
“I wouldn't dream of it,” I tell her and in less than ten minutes, I pull into the garage. Brooke meets me at the hood of the truck.
She doesn’t even give me time to question what she’s thinking before she presses to her tiptoes and kisses me.
I immediately cradle her face, my fingers thread into her hair, and I tilt her head to deepen the kiss.
I’ve been waiting all night—hell, all day for this moment.
Her tongue slips past my lips, and on a groan, I reach down and lift her, wrap her legs around my hips and walk her to the door. Never taking my mouth off her, I open the door to the house and walk us to my room.
I sit on my bed, Brooke straddling me and still kissing me with a hunger and need I feel all throughout my body.
“Take this off,” she says, tugging at my shirt.
I whip the fabric over my head and watch as her eyes drink me in.
Then she grabs the shirt and heads for the bathroom.
“I’ll be right back,” she says over her shoulder with a smirk.
As soon as the bathroom door is closed, I let out a breath.
Go slow.
Focus on her.
I flop back onto my bed; her scent surrounds me instantly.
My cock grows harder at just the thought of her being in my bed.
Of what this night is about to become.
The bathroom door opens.
