Page 32 of Run, Little Bunny

“Not tonight.”

“Why not?”

“Little bunny, you are not giving me road head right now.”

She pouts playfully. “Why not?”

“Trust me, I fucking want it, but … this is special.” We hold a long stare before I look back at the road. “When we go on a road trip, though,” I chuckle to myself, “you can.”

“Oh yeah? Where are we going?”

Naughty. I never would’ve guessed she was this naughty. I love it.

“We should go somewhere in the next couple of weeks, before Memorial Day for sure,” I suggest, wanting to take Anna on so many more dates. “Where do you want to go?”

She thinks for a second. “I hear southwest Michigan is pretty. I’ve never been.”

“We’ll go,” I promise. “My schedule is flexible until Memorial Day, so let me know when you can get away for a few days.”

“A few days? Like three or four?”

“Yeah.”

She smiles, but her face clouds with a bit of hesitation. “I’ll have to talk to my sister. I help them out a lot.”

“I get that. My youngest sister might be able to help out too.”

“Megan’s really protective about who watches Cam, but we’ll figure it out.”

We’ll figure it out.

And just like that, I’m making future plans with her. I’d been so on the fence about asking Anna out, I never really considered what would happen if it went well. Tonight is perfect, and I want so much more.

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Ican’t stop smiling. My cheeks actually hurt from smiling so much. This was the best date of my life. When Chad parks his truck in front of my apartment building, my heart races. I don’t want this night to be over, but I’m also nervous about what comes next. I want him. Do I ask? Or should I go for it?

I turn toward him, biting my lip, but there’s no hesitation when I ask, “Do you want to come in?”

Chad looks conflicted. “I’ll walk you to your door.” He squeezes my hand before sliding out of the truck.

I blink, a little surprised. Just to my door?

I watch him as he walks around the truck, my mind racing. Why doesn’t he want to come in? We’ve been flirting and kissing all night—the chemistry between us is undeniable. Right? When he opens the door for me, I hold eye contact with him as I step out.

“Don’t look so sad.”

“I’m not sad.” But I know I don’t sound convincing. “Come inside.” The words slip out again, a bit more insistent this time.

Chad smiles but shakes his head. “No.”

“Chad,” I press, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. He grabs my hand, and we silently walk to my unit.

“That sad face is killing me,” he says as we near my door.

“Why don’t you want me?” I ask, looking down.

Before I know what’s happening, his hand is around my neck, and I’m slammed into my front door. “Are you serious?” he breathes, looking down at me—and fuck, am I wet right now. That was hot. “I want you, Anna.”

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