“No, not yet.”
“I’ll pick you up in twenty minutes.”
His arrogance was inborn; she wasn’t going to get him to change that. Besides, she wanted to go.
“Okay.”
She was sitting on the porch swing waiting for him when he drove up.
He pushed the passenger door open from the inside and she stepped on the running board and up into the seat. She buckled and turned to him.
“Hey,” she said softly.
He put the truck in reverse and looked over at her. “Hey.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ve got two choices—”
She cut in with a smile in her voice. “Mmm. Choices. I like it already.”
He sniggered and ran his hand caressingly over her thigh. “Little shit.”
“Me?” Her eyes cut to him flirtatiously, then away again. “Surely not.”
His smile broadened in approval as he turned his eyes back to the road. “The diner in town or my house. I’ve got steaks we can grill.”
“A real date?”
The truck came to the fork in the road and he stopped before turning onto the county road. “Would you like that?” His eyes radiated indulgence as he contemplated her mischievous mood.
“Yeah.” Her eyes searched his playfully. “Can we go to the diner and then—” Her voice stalled.
“And then?” He lifted his hand and rubbed her silken chin between his fingers.
“And then—can we go parking?”
“Parking?” he almost choked on the word.
Their eyes tangled as incendiary heat flowed between them. “I’ve never been.”
“Never?” he questioned her.
“No, never,” she qualified.
He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. “Baby, if you’re going to be so easy to please, I don’t think we’re going to have any worries at all.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Elaina sat across from Raul in a booth at the only diner in town. Almost all of the tables around them were filled.
His eyes were hot on her face as they searched for hidden answers. His hand entwined hers on top on the table as he played with her small white fingers. “You okay today?”
Her eyes flew from watching the rough pads of his fingertips up to his heated, expectant expression. She knew what he was asking with that question. “I’m fine,” she said quietly.
His hand compressed over hers. “You sure? No residual effects from last night?” His thumb stroked back and forth across her palm.
Elaina had the absurd notion she should be feeling embarrassment. But she wasn’t. Arousal, immediate and all-consuming, slid through her veins and landed in a pool of heat between her thighs.