Page 61 of Cocky Player

“I’m not really sure.It’s our first.”

“Oh.Even better.A new guy.You need to impress him then.Definitely go home.Get ready, and some advice?”

Anything.I’d take all of it like treasures.“What?”

“Have a glass of wine.Settle your nerves.”

I nodded at her and stood.“Perhaps you should go home and follow your own advice.”

“Oh, don’t you worry.”She laughed.“I’ve got my own date with wine and a bubble bath later tonight.”

“Sounds incredible.”

“Bet yours will be better.Have fun and be safe.”

“Thanks, Shelly.”She was so sweet.Sometimes so sweet I wondered if my dad increased her salary to keep an extra eye on me.“And let’s hope so.”

I left her office hoping I was able to help her out as much as she’d done for me.She was a patient boss, kind, and helpful along with the rest of the marketing department and like I’d hoped, I was settling into work quickly, figuring out the programs and ordering systems and her scheduling calendar with little difficulty.

Grabbing my purse, I shut down my computer and turned off my desk lamp and took off.

I had adateto get ready for.My first one.

With Connor Quinten with who I’d most likely be giving my virginity to by the end of the night.

I definitely needed that glass of wine Shelly suggested.

Connor calledwhen he was getting close to let me know he was almost to my apartment so instead of waiting upstairs for him, making him walk the three flights to my apartment to turn around and walk straight back down again, I met him outside, my jaw dropping as he pulled up to the curb in a massive matte black pick-up truck, wheels so large I hoped he had a stepladder for me to climb into it.

He’d texted earlier in the day.I’m taking you to the country.Dress casual, angel.The message spiked my already burgeoning curiosity about what a date with a man like this would be like, but I took it to heart, using the wordcountryas a guide.I was wearing a short pair of denim cut-offs, the hem so frayed from frequent washing my butt cheeks almost peeked out from the back.The denim was soft and moldable though, making them some of my favorite shorts and on top I had on a pale blue tank top with the words “Be Bold Be Brave Be Kind” down the front, my favorite tan Birkenstock sandals on my feet.I’d debated if I was too casual but as Connor walked around the front of the truck, I was glad I did.He was dressed in similar sandals, nicely pressed navy shorts but a white T-shirt with the Rough Riders logo on the front, an unassuming Under Armour hat bent at the bill in the way men toyed with, tugged down low.

He had sunglasses on, but I still caught the way his gaze dipped low and slowly trailed up my legs and my body until he was close enough to me I felt his inspection like a caress against my skin, heating it from the inside out.

I went momentarily speechless at our size difference, the natural way I tilted my head back and he bent down to give me a kiss.I pointed at the behemoth of a truck idling at the curb.

“What is this?”

Connor placed his hand at my lower back and guided me toward the truck.“Where we’re going, it’s necessary.”

“What like off-road driving the mountains?”

“Maybe next time, but that’s not a bad idea.”

I used to love going with my brothers.They’d strap me into my booster seat and take off the doors of their Wranglers.I’d scream for my life like I was on a roller coaster and then laugh until my stomach hurt.The last time I went wasbeforeeverything happened but the idea of going again, with Connor?

Going mudding with my brothers used to be the highlight of my summer.I didn’t doubt that going with Connor would be even better.“I’d be in.Aiden and Tanner used to take me all the time when I was younger.”

“Something to consider then.”He reached around me and swung open the truck door.I stared at the seat.It was easy to do considering it was at my eye-level and turned to Connor.“Uhm.”

He laughed, low and beautiful.“Need some help?”

“I think I need it.”Tossing my purse into the front seat, I grabbed onto the door handle as he gripped my waist, boosting me up until I was settled in the chair.

When I moved to close the door, Connor stepped in the way, his face still only inches below me.Damn, the man was so tall.Broad shoulders, sexy hair that flopped to one side with the perfect part and fade on the other.Connor Quinten wasscrumptious.And all mine.

He tipped up his chin and I took his offer, kissing him.I meant for it to be a quick kiss but he took it deeper, sliding his tongue into my mouth and pressing our mouths together in a fast, but delicious way that left my lips tingling when he pulled back.

I pressed my fingertips there and caught his smirk as he rounded the front of his truck and once he was inside, he took that hand, tangled it with his and pressed them both to his thigh.

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