Page 94 of Shine: Sins of the Father
“Me too.”
He kisses me one more time—a soft kiss that sends tingles over my body.
Then he climbs on his bike, winks and rides off down the road.
***
“That’s when you should have told him” Janey chastises as we sit on my couch rehashing the date after she helped me bake dozens of cupcakes, which are now downstairs cooling on racks. Was it a date? Janey claims that since he fed me and kissed me goodbye when he dropped me off, it qualifies. She points a finger at me. “Right when he said you were starting fresh.”
I grimace.
“Or better yet, when you first left.”
“We were riding. I’m not exactly going to scream it in his ear. Besides, he’d probably lay us down if I did.”
“Okay, how about when you were sitting in a nice quiet diner?” She quirks a brow at me with her arms folded across her chest.
My shoulders slump. “Okay, I know. I thought about it, but I didn’t exactly want an audience.”
“Wow, you are just full of excuses.”
My phone dings, and we both look at where it lies on the coffee table.
Janey snatches it before I can get to it with Dylan sitting on my lap.
Her eyes flick to mine. “He wants you to stay the night with him.”
I grab the phone from her and read the message, my eyes flying across the screen.
SHINE: I know I only just dropped you a couple hours ago, but I can’t stop thinking about you. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since I walked in the clubhouse on Reckless’s birthday. Hell, if I’m honest, I haven’t stopped thinking about you since the night I dropped you off at Sonny’s. Come spend the night with me.
“It says a hell of a lot more than he wants me to stay with him.”
“I was summarizing.” Janey shrugs.
I decide to put my heart out there and tap out a reply.
ME: I haven’t stopped thinking of you, either.
SHINE: You don’t know how good those words make me feel. Come over.
ME: Where are you?
SHINE: Reckless is letting me use his room at the club.
ME: Someone will see me or my car.
SHINE: I don’t care. Come over.
ME: I care.
SHINE: You’re being difficult, woman. Come over so I can whisper sweet nothings in your ear and tell you how sexy I find your confidence and how easy you are to talk to and how I haven’t felt this way with a woman ever.
ME: Really?
SHINE: Yes, now come over. Or I’m going to come get your ass, messy house or not.
I bite my bottom lip and glance at Janey as she leans over, reading our messages.
