Page 30 of Run, Little Bunny

“The bar was a date with Buttons, not me.”

“Mmm,” she challenges. “I think this is our second date.”

“Whatever you say, little bunny.”

She takes a bite of her burger, chewing thoughtfully. “So, how did you end up owning a boat rental company?”

I lean back, admiring her, ready to tell her anything and wanting to know everything about her too. “I started as a captain in high school—just driving drunks around the lake during the summer. It was good money, so I kept it going. Eventually, I got involved in everything—maintenance, operations, all of it. When the owner wanted to retire, we worked out a deal. Every year, I own more and more, and in five years, I’ll own it outright.”

“That’s pretty cool.”

“Yeah, it’s been good. He’s been a great mentor.”

“What’s the biggest tip you’ve ever gotten as a boat captain?”

“A grand.”

“What? How?”

“They wanted to fuck on the boat.”

“No way.” Her jaw drops. “Did you watch?”

“Would you have watched?”

She laughs, but the tone … “You’re a naughty, little bunny.” I lean in and she meets me, kissing me sweetly. “I drove the boat … What’s the most you’ve ever been tipped at La Nonna?”

She bites her lip.

“More than a grand?”

“Three grand.”

I whistle. “Damn. Did you go on a date with the guy?”

She swats at me, laughing. “No! I gave him a fake number.”

I pull her in for another kiss, feeling the heat between us ramp up again. “You’re too cute.”

“You’re …”

“Don’t be a brat.”

“You like when I’m a brat.”

I bite my tongue. We’re not playing that game. “I like when you’re yourself. I like how witty and funny you are.”

“I like that you can keep up with me.”

I grumble before whispering, “Taunting me is turning me on.”

She blushes then chuckles.

“Overall, you do well at La Nonna?” I ask, needing to tone down the flirting. I’m not sleeping with her tonight.

“Better than most of my friends.”

“This summer,” I start, thinking about how we both have jobs that cater to tourists, “it’s going to be tricky.”

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