Page 32 of Smolder

“That would be lame. I was gonna get you a car. Preferences?”

Sebastian

Holy hell.

I’d not been prepared for this.

Jesus, was she even wearing a bra?

I reminded myself that my grandmother was in that house and I couldn’t walk inside with a boner. But fuuuck. Her legs looked endless, and those tits … Goddamn.

“Wow,” I said after eye-fucking her in silence for a touch too long. “You’re gorgeous.”

A slight blush touched her cheeks, and I bit the inside of my jaw hard enough to snap me out of it. That wasn’t a real blush. This wasn’t a real date. And this female was not what she appeared to be.

The black-and-silver dress clung to her tits and small waist, then flared, hitting just a couple of inches past her ass. The heels were enough to make a man sweat when paired with those legs.

Snap out of it!I was looking again.

“Thanks,” she said. “You’re rather jaw-dropping yourself.” Then, she glanced back. “Do you want to go and say goodbye? Your Maeme has my Grams’s full attention right now. I’m not sure we should interrupt.”

I held out my hand. “Then, we won’t,” I said.

She slipped her palm over mine, then stepped out onto the crumbling porch. I didn’t want her breaking either leg in those heels, so I held on to her until we were safely on the cracked sidewalk.

“I can’t believe you sent your Maeme to come stay with Grams.”

I glanced at her and smirked. “She was happy to. I told you I’d handle it.”

A soft laugh fell from her shiny pink lips. “Well, I guess I hadn’t expected that. I figured you meant Dad when you said you’d handle it. And he’s already gone to Miller’s.”

I wouldn’t trust her father to stay with her Grams for five minutes.

I shook my head. “No. I met him last night,” I replied.

She dropped her gaze to the grass. “Yeah,” was her response.

I took her elbow to steady her as she stepped over the broken concrete that was sticking up just before we reached the driveway. She gave me a small smile, but the shyness in her expression confused me. Was that part of the act?

When we reached the passenger side, I opened the door for her. The short dress rode up her thighs even further, and my eyes locked on the exposed golden skin longer than necessary. Closing the door, I mentally scolded myself as I went to get in the driver’s side. Briar had helped me with my idea, and it was a pretty damn good one. This date was going to win her over, and I’d be locked into her life. Trusted with secrets. Hopefully.

“How hungry are you?” I asked once I was inside.

“Um, not terribly. I mean, I could eat now if that’s your plan, but if not, I can wait.”

I chuckled. “Let me try again. When was the last time you ate?”

The corner of her lips curled up. “I had some pie an hour ago.”

Perfect.

“All right then. Eat later.”

“Where are we going?” she asked.

I backed out of her driveway. “Best I show you.”

“Why? Is explaining it difficult?” The hesitant sound of her voice was amusing.

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