Page 7 of Obsessed and Naughty Mountain Man

“Thank God it’s not just me.”

I cautiously take her hand again, bringing it slowly to my lips.

“Luna… you’re kind of driving me crazy.”

She stares at me, jaw dropping a bit as I kiss her knuckles.

“Really?”

“Mhm,” I hum, running my lips up her wrist. “Is that weird?”

“Yes,” she huffs. “But also lovely.”

She glances out the window, back to me, and finally drops her head back against the seat and groans. “Do you know how badly I want to invite you inside?”

“How badly?”

Again, she glances at her stiff nipples.

“Ah,” I say. “Yeah, I’ve got a similar situation going on. We could… take care of that.”

“Are you crazy? We barely know each other. And… and…”

She just can’t seem to find the words as I kiss her hand.

“And you need to stop doing that.” She finally snatches her hand back. “Tomorrow.Come to the library in the morning, that’s our second date. If we make it to three dates, we can talk about… oursituations.”

“Deal.”

Just as she opens the door and moves to hop out, I grab her arm, holding her firmly in place. Luna gasps and looks back at me, lip quivering.

“But I can’t wait that long,” I say sternly. “How would you feel about having our second date sooner. Like, tonight?”

“Seriously?”

“Dinner at my brother’s house.”

“Oh, God. You already want me to meet the family?”

“It’s not like that. You’d be doing me a favor. With you around, maybe he’ll stop pestering me about getting a real job,” I laugh. “And, honestly, I don’t want today to end so soon. I want to spend the rest of it with you.”

“Wouldn’t it still be our first date?”

“No, because you can drive to my brother’s later. We both need to shower and probably take a long nap before dinner.” I shake my head and hold up a finger. “You see? There’s a good few-hour gap between our first and second date.”

Luna bites her lower lip like she doesn’t want to give that to me. “You’re really pushing it.”

“I’m a rock climber, Luna. Pushing it is sort of my thing.”

“Fine. But the food better be good.” She pops the door open. The old bus complains as she hops out as if it’s sad to see her go. “I’ll see you in a few hours for ourseconddate, then.”

I lean over the console, reaching for her like Romeo reaching for Juliet. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come in?”

“Text me the address, Lucas.”

Luna shuts the door and hurries off before she can change her mind.

I sigh and try to convince my cock to stop raging in my pants.

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