She was sure Sloan didn’t miss the exchange.
“Well, good night, Janine.” Derek drew her into his arms and kissed her soundly, his tongue dipping into her mouth briefly.
She got in the car and Jonas closed the door. Sloan climbed in the seat behind her. Jonas started driving, and Sloan directed him until they pulled in front of a lovely brick house with a sporty-looking red car with sleek lines and a sunroof sitting in the driveway.
Sloan got out of Jonas’ car, and opened the door for Janine.
“Thanks, Janine.” Jonas stood in front of her, seeming a bit uncertain.
She stepped forward and grasped his shoulders, then tipped her head up for a kiss. His arms wrapped around her and he brushed his mouth on hers. She slid her tongue between his lips and coaxed him into her mouth, then sucked lightly on the tip of his tongue.
She eased back and smiled at him.
“Thank you for a wonderful evening, Jonas.”
He beamed back at her. “Anytime.”
He glanced to Sloan and nodded, then got into his car and drove away.
She stepped toward Sloan’s car.
“Very nice.” She’d never pictured Sloan driving a sexy, sleek car like that. “What is it?”
“It’s a 2002 Pontiac Firebird.” He unlocked the passenger door and opened it for her.
She ran her fingers over the glossy red finish, then got inside and sank into the contoured leather seat.
Sloan closed the door, then climbed into the driver’s seat. The engine roared to life, and moments later they were speeding along the highway.
“So what did you think of tonight?” Janine asked.
He glanced her way, then back to the road. “You want to talk about it here?”
She shrugged. “Not if you don’t want to.”
“Why don’t we talk about it at your place?”
At her place? Was he going to ask to come up?
Probably. Well, why not? She just didn’t want him to pressure her to have sex with him.
He took the off-ramp from the highway.
But why would he? He had expressly agreed to no sex with her tonight. Of course, it was after midnight and Mr. By-the-book Sloan might feel that meant the limit was off. Plus, he had been kept in a constant state of arousal tonight, with no relief.
Her gaze fell to his crotch, and even in the darkness she could see a hint of the huge bulge she’d noticed in his jeans after they’d dressed before leaving Derek’s apartment.
He pulled into the parking lot for her apartment building and parked in a visitor spot. He got out of the car, then opened her door and walked with her to the front door.
He followed her inside, then summoned the elevator. As they rode up together, she wondered if she should discourage him from coming in.
Once at her door, she turned the key in the lock, then glanced to Sloan.
He raised an eyebrow. “Are you going to ask me in or do I kiss the bejesus out of you in the hallway where all your neighbors can see?”
The thought of his body pressed against her, his mouth assaulting hers, triggered a hormonal rush. She opened the door and stepped inside. “Come on in.”
She kicked off her shoes as he closed the door behind him. His hands came around her waist and she found herself pressed against him, staring into his cobalt blue eyes. He captured her lips and she melted against him. As his tongue explored her mouth, excitement skittered through her. All she could think about was his body, so solid and muscular. His arms so firm and strong around her.