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I chuckle because he doesn't even give me time to think. “Do you do this often?”

“What?”

“Kidnapping a woman after a date?”

“Only you.”

I raise my hands without really trying to push him away and simply walk, guided by his free hand on my waist and his presence behind me. He doesn't speak to me anymore; he just adjusts my direction when I stray too far.

It's ridiculous… this entire thing.

He moves my body without warning when we go down a step I can't see, and I kind of hate how quickly my brain accepts him taking the lead here. Actually, I’m a liar. I love it when it’s him.

“Are you going to tell me where you're taking me?” I ask.

“No.”

“Is it a habit of yours to never give a normal answer?”

“It depends if you deserve it, Miss Vitelli,” he says, smiling against my neck as he leaves a kiss there.

I laugh softly. “And what do I deserve right now?”

“A spanking or two, but before that…” When he finally removes his hands, the light hits me hard, and it takes me a second to realize I'm in a parking lot.

Then I see it. And my body reacts even before my brain. I stop dead in my tracks. A Ford Mustang is sitting there.

“You're kidding…” I finally say, shocked and confused.

He doesn't answer right away. I turn to him and find him smiling, with the keys dangling between his fingers.

“I hate your car. It’s too fucked and dangerous for you to drive.”

My mouth opens and I’m at a loss of words, “Is this a joke, Damien?”

“I heard you talking about it with Hayzel last time.”

“Hearing it doesn't mean you have to buy me a car.”

“Apparently it does, now,” he says, pulling me closer to him.

“You’re insane.”

He smiles, that beautiful and soft smile I only can have, “I am. But not for this gift… Letting you drive it is actually the craziest part of this.”

I kiss him without thinking and feel him laugh against my mouth. I can’t believe he did this. A car. He bought my dream car for our first real date.

This entire situation, this thing between us, the joy that is filling me right now is so new, so strange but so good…

“Are you happy?” he says, arms tightening around me.

“I can’t believe you got me a car. You're insane, this is a lot…”

“Safety measures,” he says teasingly.

“Keep seducing me like that and I might kiss you again,” I say sarcastically to avoid crying because I can feel the tears forming in my eyes.

“Oh, I’m terrified…please do not kiss me,” he says before leaning down and leaving his mouth on me again.