Page 93 of Rogue's Path
He closes the door, runs around the front of the truck, and hops in. “First challenge of the trip. Do we have similar taste in music?”
Why do I find him so cute when he says that? A couple doesn’t have to like the same music. But now I want us to. “I don’t have my phone with any of my playlists.”
“Your purse is in the glove box. Vandal didn’t have time to do a thorough scan of your phone and laptop, so we got you new ones. He transferred over your contacts and messages, but left nothing else. The laptop is clean. It has all the bells and whistles plus every subscription you might need. He attached a club credit card to its wallet, so feel free to sign up for anything he might have missed.”
All I need are my cloud documents and to log into my email right now. “So, then let’s start with your playlists while I make some.”
“On it, ma’am.”
“Don’t even!”
“I love tormenting you.” He flips the music on with a wink.
***
Two hours later, it can be confirmed that we have similar taste in music, a blend of blues, jazz, classic rock, and the occasional heavy metal song. I haven’t gotten that antsy feeling yet. “Are you going to feed me soon?”
“Do I have to worry about you getting hangry?”
Might as well be honest. “Always.”
“Breakfast it is. Anything you in the mood for?”
“Surprise me.”
“The next challenge. I know just the place. It’s about fifteen minutes from here.”
Fifteen minutes? “You had already planned on stopping.”
“Sure did, Peaches.”
I love it when he calls me Peaches, but it’s time I told him my real name. “Rogue, my name is Dylan.”
“Excuse me. Say that again. I thought you said your name was Dylan.”
“It is.”
“I’m not tattooing the name Dylan on my chest.”
Tattooing? “Huh? You’re not tattooing my name on you.”
“Too late for that demand.”
What did he just say? “You didn’t. We weren’t even dating.” Are we even now? I think so. Maybe probably.
“I did.”
“Show me.”
He raises an eyebrow at me.
“Not while you’re driving, of course.” Though it’s going to torment me not knowing what he put on his body. “When we stop.”
“No.”
WHAT?
“I’ll show you right after we kiss the next time.”
