Page 33 of Secret Gifts
“Really? You showed up too?” I sigh out.
“I had to see my baby sister go solo.”
If he hadn't been peeking in on my future with what bit of his gift he can use, I wouldn't be standing here right now. Of course, he's never going to let me grow up either.
I roll my eyes as he comes over to hug me, and then I slap his chest.
“What the hell was that for?”
“Spying on me," I say with a scolding scowl.
He laughs a little and then I hug him so tightly that I almost crack his back. My tears threaten to fall as he kisses the top of my head.
“What’s that for?” he asks more seriously.
“Spying on me.”
He lets a small laugh free, and then he starts leading me out to meet the rest of our party. I start to follow him into a hummer when I feel cool hands around my waist pulling me back.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Jase whispers, and I almost giggle like a fool.
“With you?” I ask rather than state.
“Exactly,” he says while ushering me over to his car. “I’m glad to see you didn’t replace the clothes.”
His brow dances menacingly while staring at my eye-popping ensemble. The white leather shorts come up very high as the red leather shirt crisscrosses to show my stomach all the way down. The high, red boots add even more sex appeal, making me groan inwardly.
“Well, you detained me all afternoon, and the damn stores were closed when I tried to go a few minutes ago. I ended up calling my mother instead of shopping.”
He laughs and shrugs innocently as he cranks the car, and we pull out to take the lead.
“You know it’s hard as hell to track in the night without full blood vision,” I murmur softly, aggravated that we chose a nighttime departure. I really, really want to just stay in with him instead of going out on detail.
Not to mention, I'll have to use the night vision I'm not supposed to have in order to track this late. It's a pain in the ass to keep so many of my secrets.
He stifles a grin, and then he leans over to me.
“Let me know if there’s anything you want to see. I’ll let you use any part of my body you need.”
I roll my eyes while secretly flushing. Damn he’s so much hotter now that we’ve fucked. I want to straddle him here and now and say fuck the mission.
He smirks more deviously as he sees my lip between my teeth, and he pulls me closer so his lips can be on mine for a brief moment before he pulls back, maintaining control of the vehicle without so much as letting it swerve.
“When we get back, I want to take you out to dinner. Then I want us to go somewhere just to get away for a few days,” he says with a boyish grin too adorable not to be infectious.
I grin, of course, and then I lean into him.
“Well, with the war going on, that’s going to be a little hard to do.”
“Not really. Don’t get mad, but I checked your vacation hours, and you’ve got more than plenty built up. I’ve got so many built up that it’s sort of depressing. We can take a weekend, and the United will be just fine without us.”
“A weekend, huh? That sounds doable,” I murmur as wildly erotic fantasies tangle in my mind.
I can’t help but think of his lips on me in places that only seemed like a dream yesterday, and suddenly the car swerves as if he just lost track of the road. I squeal as we run over all kinds of shit before he jerks it back onto the path.
“Damn it. When did you learn to drive?” I tease.
His cool cheeks look flushed, and he shakes his head as if he’s ridding his mind from something.
