Page 92 of Castings & Curses

There was something very sexy the way his lips curved to the side, exposing just the tips of his teeth. Were they more pointy than I had noticed before? He barely licked his upper lip, and then scraped his teeth over the plump lower lip that I had a hard time not staring at.

I think my panties melted. He was freaking sexy, and at that moment, I think he knew it.

“A date should end with a kiss.”

“Oh, I guess we’ll find out when you drop me back at my van,” I teased. I was ready to crawl across the table and taste the barbecue sauce from his lips, but I guess I would have to wait.

“Are you almost done?” He suddenly asked.

“Why, are we in a hurry?” I tried not to read anything into it.

“I’m eager to get you back to your van.”

“You trying to get rid of me?”

He shook his head, that same damned sexy expression on his face. “I want to kiss you.”

I looked at my burger, and I looked at his. Neither of us had eaten more than half, we had spent so much time talking. Then I looked, really looked, into his eyes. “I would like that very much, but I’m also still very hungry.”

Laughter bubbled out of him like he was a kid. “Me too.”

He didn’t wait until he dropped me back at my van. He barely waited until we were out of the restaurant and getting into his van before he boxed me in, with the van at my back and his arms caged around me.

“Paisley Owens, I’m going to kiss you now. And then I’m going to drive you back to your car and I will kiss you some more, because I have a feeling that once I get a taste of you, I am not going to want to stop.”

Damn, he was tall. I mean tall with a capital T. I had to crane my neck, and he had to lean down. But we managed to meet in the middle. His hands stayed on the van while mine grabbed fist fulls of his shirt. His lips were perfect and soft. It didn’t take much before his lips parted and his tongue swiped along my lower lip. It was a request, a search for more.

I slid my tongue along his lips, and then some idiot blasted his horn at us. “Get a room!”

Eric stood up with a growl. I knew exactly how he felt. That kiss felt like just the beginning.

“Let’s get you back to your car before Sheriff Addams drives by and arrests us for lewd public acts.”

“Are you coming over next week?” I asked as I buckled in for the short ride across town back to the medical center.

“The big cook out at the Weiss place?”

“The Weiss place, and my sister’s. We live right between Nan and Ash’s parent’s old place. The folks who live there now are part of it. All three backyards.”

“I’m on call,” he said.

“You can be on call from my sister’s backyard just as easily as from your own. Bring Sarina. The girls will have a blast. I know Liv would love to have a friend there. I would too.” I sounded desperate to my own ears.

“I’m sure you have more friends than you realize. I would be delighted.”

“Hey, this isn’t the way back to the doctor’s office.” I pointed out my window as if I were some kind of compass, indicating Eric didn’t have a clue where he was going.

“I know, I just wanted to spend a little more time with you.”

I bit my lip and blushed. I wanted to spend more time with him too. But I also really wanted to shove my tongue into his face, and I couldn’t kiss him while he was driving.

CHAPTER11

I carriedanother pitcher of lemonade out to the porch. Terri-Ann’s yard, Nan’s yard, and spilling over into the neighbor’s yard on the other side what felt like the population of half of Duchamp.

It very well could have been.

I was starting to recognize some old faces that weren’t nearly that old the last time I saw them. And faces that were new to me.

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