That Night (Coming Home To The Grove 4)

“Your go,” he challenges me. He’s daring me, I know he is. Is he hoping that I make the next move? I want to take him up on it and tell him I want to get out of here, but at the last minute, I chicken out.

I break my gaze, and only seconds later, he releases my pool stick.

I lean over the table to break. He stands clear of the cue stick but close enough behind me that I can feel how hard he is against me, and it drives me crazy. If I had any doubt before, I don’t now. It makes me weak in the knees, and I screw up the shot so badly that he has to know how he’s affecting me. I know I shouldn’t, but I grind my ass against him, taking pleasure in the hard ridge of his manhood pressed against my backside.

When I straighten up from the shot, he tilts my chin to look at him over my shoulder. His big hand cradles my face, and our eyes meet, and my goodness, I could drown in their blue depths. He leans down to meet me and kisses me, his other hand still at my waist holding me so that he is close behind me.

His kiss still takes me by surprise, especially when it isn’t a drunken sloppy mess. He is an amazing kisser; he has my knees weakening again, and I’m pretty sure that’s because he’s so fiery hot that I’m melting from the inside out for him.

We continue to kiss, and I turn in his grasp so that I can touch his blond hair and look into his blue eyes between kisses. Every kiss seems to make my body ache for more.

“Get a room,” somebody yells out, and there’s enough laughter that we can’t help but laugh too.

He takes my hand. “Let’s get out of here.”DerrickI say the words and it’s like I’m holding my breath, waiting for her response. If she turns me down, I won’t push, but fuck I’m hoping that she doesn’t say no.

She closes her eyes, and I prepare myself for rejection. I start to release her, but she surprises me by opening her eyes, smiling bigger than ever. “Let’s go, cowboy.”

As if I’m afraid she’ll change her mind, I hold her hand in mine and pull her to the exit. “Put it on my tab, Jared,” I say over my shoulder as I usher the sweet woman out the door.

“What’s your name? I don’t even know your name.”

She flushes a deep red, and I know instantly she’s embarrassed by the fact that she’s about to leave with someone she doesn’t know. “Uh-uh. None of that. I’m Derrick. Tell me your name, sweetie, and it will be like we’re old friends instead of like we’re meeting for the first time tonight.”

“Friends, huh?” she asks with a smirk.

I laugh then, and it comes from deep in my chest. Oh, she’s going to keep me on my toes. “You know what I mean.”

“Olivia. My name is Olivia.”

I force myself to look away from her. “Where are you parked?” I ask, looking at the parking lot of trucks and sports cars. I’m guessing the sports cars are the frat boys.

“I walked here.”

“You walked here?” I point out to the main road. “That’s the main road you walked on and you had to know you’d be walking back after dark.”

She just shrugs her shoulders like it’s no big deal. “This is Forest Grove.”

The thought of her walking on this long road at night causes my heart to flutter in my chest. Forest Grove is a small town, but we still get college boys that are sometimes up to no good, or people passing by from the big city of Knox. The thought of any of them messing with her as she walks the main road home pulls at my chest. I just met this woman, and already she’s causing me to have possessive thoughts. Thoughts I shouldn’t be having for a woman I just met.

I pull her to my truck, open the passenger door, and don’t even wait to see if she needs help. I put my hands on her waist and lift her up into the seat and then reach over and pull the seatbelt around her. “Where do you want to go, sweetheart?”

I’m so hard up for Olivia that all that matters is getting to be with her the way my body needs to be.

“Home.” She pauses to gauge my reaction, and I know she can see the disappointment on my face. “Don’t worry, though. I’d like you to come with me.”

Her eyes widen at what she just said, and she tries to cover her face with her hands in embarrassment. I squeeze her thigh. “Don’t you worry. We’ll both be coming before the night’s over with.”