Page 49 of Text Me Baby One More Time

“So youwantme to kiss you?” I grin, knowing I have her trapped.

She groans. “I thought I told you to shut up, Shep.”

Laughing, I unbutton my jacket and settle into the seat, shuffling around the heels she’s thrown on the floor.

“Are you driving barefoot?”

“No.”

“Then where are your shoes?”

“On my feet. Remember that bag I tucked into the back? It has normal people clothes in it for when we stop and grab burgers.”

“I’m sorry, but for when wewhat?”

She lifts a shoulder. “Grab burgers. What part of that is hard to understand?”

“Did you have this planned?”

“Yes.”

“What the hell?”

“What?” she says innocently. “I know you hate stuffy social gatherings, so I figured you’d be drinking. I also know they most definitely do not serve delicious foods at those things and therefore knew I’d bestarvingby the time it was over, and Ialsoknew I would one hundred percent be ready to get out of this dress for the hour-long drive home.”

She glances at me when I don’t say anything.

“What? I like to be prepared.”

“You just wanted to drive my truck.”

“Yes, this was all one big elaborate scheme to drive this sexy beast.”

I rub the dashboard. “She is sexy.”

“She?”

“Yes. Shelia. Isn’t she a beauty?”

“You’re so weird, Shep.”

“You’re secretly into it, Den.”

“Gag me.”

“I thought we established that I’m not into asphyxiation.”

“I’m about to gag you,” she threatens.

“Soyouare into it. I’ll make a note for later. Maybe it’s something we can try together.”

I’m not surprised when she reaches over and pinches my thigh…hard.

“Brat.”

“You’re secretly into it,” she fires back.

Eleven

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