His Adam’s apple bobs. “You shouldn’t tell me that.” His hand moves over his crotch.
“It doesn’t mean I’m having sex with you.” He doesn’t realize I am telling myself more than I am saying it to him.
“Not yet.” He grins and turns the music up.
We get on the highway and after an hour drive, we stop off at a bar and grill type of place. I want to ask him if he didn’t want to be seen in town with me but keep my mouth shut, because I shouldn’t be thinking that way. His friends have seen us together already.
“You come here often?” I press, as he opens my door.
He looks nervous which is odd coming from Killian. He is always so cocky. “Not really.” His hand clutches mine as though I am his lifeline. The outside is a bit rustic looking and there are a few motorcycles parked along the front.
I want to ask why we are here, but when we walk through the doors of the place, the man behind the bar smiles wide.
“Good to see you, son.” I stare at the man. He moves around the bar and has a slight limp in his strut. “What’s the occasion?” The more I appraise him I can see a resemblance to Killian. They share the same dark eyes and strong jaw structure.
“This is Liri. Liri, meet my father, Conrad.”
Shock colors my face, and I hold my hand out. “Pleased to meet you.” I am smiling like a crazy person I know it.
The man takes my hand and pulls me into a hug. “Pleasure is all mine, darlin’.” I smile wider at his warm reception. “Well, have a seat. Susie will get your order.” He limps stiffly back to his position behind the bar.
Killian leads me to a booth and slides in next to me.
“I didn’t realize your family lived in the area.”
“Don’t make a big deal about this. They have good food.”
I bite back my grin and try to dial back my happiness. Killian introduced me to his father. That has to mean something, doesn’t it? “Do you bring all your friends here?”
“Not up for discussion.” He hands me a menu. “Order whatever you like.”
I scan the items listed. They serve a bit of everything. I don’t want to eat anything that will be cause for any embarrassing moments later, so I order bacon and cheese fries. I look around and there is a lot of racing memorabilia on the walls. There’s a photo hanging on the wall by our table, and I immediately recognize Killian and his father standing next to a race car. He looks like he is maybe ten in the picture.
“Did your dad used to race?”
“What gave it away?” he rolls his eyes and is being broody.
If coming here puts him in such a foul mood, why did he bring me here? “Don’t be a jerk.”
“I’m not. It’s just people are weird when they find out I’m the son of a legendary driver.”
“Is that where you get your cockiness?” I take a sip of my soda.
“Maybe.” He pauses and looks up the picture with a sad expression.
“So he’s retired now?”
Killian scratches at the back of his neck. “Yup. Had a bad accident about ten years ago or so that ended his career.”
“You must be proud of the career he had.”
“Not really.
He’s an asshole.”
“Must run in the family,” I tease but it must be the wrong thing to say because he shoves out of the booth.
“I gotta go to the bathroom.”