We both stopped walking. When we turned to face each other, I felt my whole body light up with ideas—where was Walker going with this? I’d never really played in the bedroom before.
I started chewing on my lower lip. “What happens if I say ‘yes?’”
Walker closed his eyes and then opened them. “I get to live out a fantasy of mine.”
My cheeks instantly flushed. I needed to know more. “Fantasy, huh? Who did you have this fantasy about?”
The corner of his mouth twitched into the sexiest damn smile I’d ever seen. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second.
Walker tilted his head and chuckled. “Oh Liza. My fantasies have always been about you and only you.”
Sucking in a small breath, I said, “I’ve been bad. Really…really….really bad.”
Walker raised his eyebrows in thought. “That bad, huh?”
Swallowing hard, I blushed, barely getting the words out. “O—oh, you have no idea.”
Walker put his arm around me again, pulling me back to him as we began walking again. “Then, Ms. Morris, you’ll have to be punished for this bad behavior.”
I smiled, my cheeks flushing again. “H—how?” My voice shook just thinking of the things I wanted Walker to do to me.
Walker stopped and pointed straight ahead. I looked up to see a giant Clydesdale and a huge white carriage. I immediately went up to the horse and began loving on him. Walker laughed and shook his head.
The driver jumped down and opened the side door as Walker held out his hand to me.
“My lady,” he said, “would you do me the honor of joining me for a carriage ride?”
The driver was a bit older with graying hair tucked behind a Texas Longhorn baseball cap. He was grinning from ear to ear.
I looked back to Walker. “Why, sir, do you think it’s proper for a lady like myself to be seen with such a handsome bachelor?”
Walker smirked and rolled his eyes. But then he met my gaze and something changed. I was drawn to him as I placed my hand in his.
“You’re in luck, my lady, for I am no longer a bachelor. I am very much taken by your eyes, your touch, and, most importantly, your love.”
This boy could make a girl swoon. Walker helped me up into the carriage. He sat next to me and pulled me closer. The driver reached for a giant wool blanket and placed it over us. I pulled it up under my chin. The warmth of our bodies under the blanket took the chill away almost immediately.
The driver jumped up and Walker called, “Could you possibly stop by a Starbucks?”
I giggled as the driver turned and smiled. “Let’s see what we can do.”
I sat up. “Was that a yes? Oh my gosh! If he does, we are so tipping him big time!”
The horse began to take off onto Congress, making his way up toward the capitol. I smiled, knowing that there was a Starbucks a few blocks up.
Walker pulled my leg up and placed it over his leg. The clattering sound of the horse’s hooves hitting the pavement was relaxing.
When Walker slipped his hand up under my dress, I whispered, “What are you doing?”
He replied with a wink and a smile, whispering in my ear, “I’m going to make you come, baby.”
“Wh—what?”
He slowly moved his hand up more, leaving a trail of heat as I spread my legs apart and moaned. Walker turned his body and gently kissed me. He slipped his hand down my panties and I bucked my hips involuntarily as h
e moved his fingers in and out. I pulled my lips away from his and looked at the back of the driver’s head.
“Walker…we—”