Page 5 of Luca (Big Hot Alphas 3)

“And I promise I’ll wear more than just underwear,” he adds.

I laugh. Shit. He’s funny, too? Not that it makes up for him being too young for me, but…

…oh, fuck it. What harm will one date do? I haven’t been out on a date in ages.

“Okay,” I say. “Why not? Sure.”

I give him my address and he tells me he’ll pick me up tomorrow at six.

“I look forward to it, Quinn,” he says, and something squeezes in my chest when he says my name. As he walks away, I can’t help but watch—I mean, come on. With a fine ass like that, it’s almost inappropriatenotto look.

I’m still in a daze when Dani sidles up next to me again. “You know, Quinn, if I’d known you had a thing for big hunky guys…”

“I don’t have a ‘thing,’ Dani.”

“Really?” she smirks. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure you haven’t gone out on a date since I started working with you. Then this huge guy walks in and you start drooling all over yourself—”

“I’m not drooling,” I say, but reflexively, I raise a hand to my mouth to make sure it’s not true.

When Dani starts laughing, I can’t help but start laughing, too.

Pushingopen the front door of my apartment building, I draw in a deep breath and slowly let it out.

It’s just one date, I remind myself.It’s not like you’re marrying the guy.

Still, when Luca’s truck pulls up, my heart starts racing like crazy, as if this is the start of something way more significant than it actually is.

I start to walk up to the passenger side of his truck. Before I can reach it, Luca gets out of the driver’s seat and jogs around to my side.

“Wow, you look beautiful,” he says as he opens up the passenger door, his eyes taking in the dress I have on.

My chest instantly floods with shimmering heat. Whoa. Never felt likethatbefore.

Although when was the last time I even got a compliment like that?

“Thank you,” I say. “You look great, too.”

When I saygreat, though, I actually meanhot as hell. Despite having more clothes on than when I met him, he’s still pure sexiness. The button-up shirt and slacks he has on fit him like a dream.

As Luca drives us to the restaurant, he asks me about what it’s like being an art director. Normally I’m pretty articulate when I talk about my work, but being around Luca and all his handsomeness throws me off-kilter, and I find myself rambling, talking about work stuff that can’t possibly be fascinating to him.

“Sorry,” I say, glancing over at him. “Am I boring you?”

“Not at all,” he says, and his smile is genuine. “It’s interesting. It really is.”

All right. So he’s sexy, funny,andsweet.

A few minutes later, we’re walking into the restaurant. The hostess who greets us lets her gaze linger on Luca longer than necessary, but Luca either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care. He rests a hand on the small of my back, tells her we have reservations, and the hostess nods and leads us into the dining room.

“Nice table,” I say, once we get settled. We’re situated close to a big lit fireplace, and we have a great view of the entire restaurant from our seats.

“Thought you might like it,” says Luca.

Okay, make that sexy, funny, sweet,andromantic…

Too bad I can’t actually have a relationship with the guy.

We look over our menus together and debate about which dishes to get. When the waiter comes by, Luca orders for the both of us, then asks for a bottle of wine. It’s one I’ve had before, and I’ve gotta hand it to him. The man has good taste.

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