I open the passenger door for him.“Get in.”
Dare rolls his eyes, “So fucking bossy.”
The tone in his voice is not angry or irritated by any means, and I don’t miss the way he grins, either.
The way he responds to my Dom voice is obvious, and I garner he may have some natural dominant tendencies of his own underlying, but is he truly capable of what Iwishhim to be?
Just because Iwanthim to obey, doesn’t mean he will.That he will understand the depth of what beingminemeans.
But I know, as I look at him in my car, and we drive up the winding, dark road, that I want him to be.
I want Dare to beminein every sense of the word.
“Should I be concerned, we haven’t seen a streetlight in like an hour,” he says, flashing me with a grin.
I focus my attention on the road.
“We are almost there,” I reply as the radio plays Geo’s newest single,Heaven Sent.His words about finding an angel are somehow soothing and irritating at the same time.
Dare leans over the console, his voice darkening.“Are you taking me to your Bat Cave?”he says with excitement.
It is my turn to roll my eyes and reconsider my plan.
Only for a moment, anyway.
“Something like that,” I respond as I make the turn down a dirt road, finally coming to a stop on the edge of a grassy knoll.
I shift the console up, giving us both a bit more range of motion as I change the station to something more ambient.
“Stay,” I order as I open my door.
Dare grunts out a petulant response, but it is barely audible.
I open the trunk, pulling out my blanket and a cooler full of drinks, and of course, some take out from Mila’s.
“Wow, what is this place?”he asks as I open his door, motioning for him to join me on the grass.
I waste no time rolling out the blanket across the ground, plopping the cooler down in the corner to hold it down.
“After you.”I motion for him to take a seat.
Dare chews on his bottom lip, but does as I say without too much of a fight.
I take my spot next to him, feeling more nervous than I have in a long time.
I’ve only been here, in this position, twice.Once with my high school boyfriend, Craig, and once with Edward, before we moved in together.
The levity of that fact is not lost on me as I watch Dare lean back on his elbows, looking up at the sky.
“It’s so...pretty,” he breathes out in awe, and I can’t stop looking at him.
At the way his dark hair falls over his shoulder, at the way his dark eyelashes frame his pale skin.
“Yes.You are,” I say like an absolute love struck idiot.
But it’s the damn truth.
Dare turns to look at me, and I cannot help myself as I reach out, and cupping my hand behind his head, I pull him toward me and bring his lips to mine.