Page 17 of Just For Me
If I wasn’t already falling in love with him, that would have done it. “I think my bones just melted a little,” I said, because really, what else could I say to something like that?
We arrived at my apartment building, but there weren’t any open parking spots nearby.
“Why don’t you get out here,” he suggested, turning on his flashers. “I’ll find a spot farther up and walk back. Unless you’ve got stuff to do,” he added.
Oh, I had stuff to do, I thought. Up to this point, Nick had been the perfect gentleman. Other than a few PG-13-rated make-out sessions, we spent most of our time talking or going places, getting to know each other better. We were taking things slow, but I’d seen the barely banked heat in his eyes and felt the proof of his arousal more than once when we snuggled. The truth was, I was ready to take things to the next level. And after this latest confession, I wanted him more than ever.
“I’ve got a better idea,” I said. “Why don’t you drive around the block and pick me up right back here in about fifteen minutes?”
He turned questioning eyes my way. I answered before he had a chance to ask. “That’s all I’ll need to pack an overnight bag. Assuming you don’t mind giving me a ride to work in the morning, that is.”
I watched as his eyes widened slightly, and I smiled, confirming that I knew exactly what I was offering.
Then his eyes grew dark and he smiled, too. “No, Kat. I don’t mind at all.”
