Crazy Hot Love (Dirty Dicks 2)

“I love you, too, Trevor.”

He kisses me again. His fingers slide under my shirt and up my back as he holds me to him, and then he shocks the hell out of me when he grips me by the hips and lifts me from his lap.

“Hey,” I whine. “I wasn’t done with you.” I try to climb back into his lap, but he stands up.

“No.” He takes a step back. “If I keep touching you, I won’t be able to stop, and you have to get ready for work.”

“What are you going to do today?”

“Dad is working with a new bull rider, so I’ve got ranch duty.”

“I didn’t know your dad trained bull riders.”

“Who do you think taught Rhett?”

“I knew he taught Rhett, but I didn’t know he still worked with newbies.”

Trevor shrugs. “He doesn’t do it often. Usually just if it’s someone he knows or a family member. It’s not something he advertises.”

“Will I see you when you get done?” I ask, sauntering toward him. Trevor eyes me but doesn’t try to get away when I reach for him.

“You have tutoring tonight, right?” he asks.

I nod. “Yes, but I’ll be done early and home by six.”

“Then I’ll pick you up at six thirty.”

I tilt my head and grin. “Pick me up? For what?”

“For our first official date.”

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“I don’t like surprises. I’m more of an instant gratification kind of girl.”

Trevor laughs and pushes my roaming hands away. “Sorry, sweetheart. I love surprises, so get used to it.”

“Can you give me a hint?” I ask.

He thinks about it for a second and then says, “No.”

“What should I wear?”

“Something casual.”

“Casual like jeans and a T-shirt or casual like stretchy eating pants?”

Trevor laughs. “You could wear a garbage bag and I’d still find you insanely attractive. Wear whatever you’re most comfortable in. Now, go get ready for work.”

31

Trevor

“This is not at all what I expected when you said you were taking me on a date tonight,” Claire says as we stroll along the pier.

The air is filled with laughter and music and the delicious smell of fried food. Lights on the Ferris wheel twinkle in the sky as it circles around, and I take Claire’s hand.