Page 34 of My Casanova

He glanced over his shoulder, and a smirk played on his lips. “We’re just gonna ride, angel.”

Chapter Fourteen

Smoke

Having Dani on the back of my bike was fucking perfect.

The guys had always said having an ol’ lady to warm your back on rides was where it was at. They were right.

We drove for over an hour and just enjoyed the wind and the road beneath me. Ever since the whole Gibbs and Boone shit had started, I hadn’t been able to ride like this. I was still looking over my shoulder and making sure we weren’t in danger, but for the first time in a while, I was enjoying a bit of freedom from worry.

I pulled into the parking lot of Carter’s Steakhouse and weaved between the rows of parked cars with practiced ease. I spotted a small open space near the front that was too tight for anything but a bike. I slid in smoothly and killed the engine. I felt Dani shift behind me.

“I see the perk of driving a motorcycle. Anywhere can be a parking spot,” she laughed.

I glanced down at the white lines I’d just ignored and smirked. “Whatever works, angel.”

Dani swung her leg over and handed me the helmet. I took it and hung it on the handlebars before getting off myself.

She looked damn fine windblown from the ride. Her hair was all tousled, cheeks flushed, and there was a shine in her eyes that made my chest tighten. She had felt even better pressed up against me the entire ride.

“Are we in Oklahoma?” she asked, looking around.

I nodded and tipped my head toward the Carter’s Steakhouse sign. “Yeah, Broken Bow. You’re about to have the best steak of your life.”

She wrinkled her nose and made my stomach drop to my damn feet. “I’m a vegetarian.”

My jaw damn near hit the pavement. “Oh, shit.”

She waited just long enough for me to panic before a big smile spread across her face. “Kidding,” she laughed.

Relief flooded through me, and I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. “Jesus, woman.” I pushed my sunglasses up on top of my head and reached for her hand. “You about gave me a heart attack.”

I pulled her into my arms, and she came willingly. She fit against me like she belonged there.

“You should have seen your face,” she laughed. “You went white as snow.” She placed her hand on my chest and looked up at me with her eyes dancing with amusement.

The world around us faded. The distant hum of traffic, the chatter of people coming and going from the restaurant—none of it mattered. It was just me and Dani.

I wrapped my arm tighter around her waist. “You don’t play fair, angel.”

She smiled softly with a teasing glint in her eyes. “Yeah, well, you’re too smooth. You are Casanova, after all.”

I frowned slightly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about with that.”

She tapped her fingers against my chest. “And that is what makes me know this isn’t a game or something with you.”

I pulled her even closer. So close I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. “I never play games, angel.”

The air between us thickened and charged with something I couldn’t quite put into words.

“Are you going to kiss me?” Dani asked. Her voice was barely above a whisper.

“Do you want me to?”

“Pretty sure I’ll die if you don’t,” she confessed.

“Can’t let that happen.”

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