Page 37 of Small Town Firsts
Ruts remained from the last storm and the natural erosions of people parking where they shouldn’t. I maneuvered over it silently, unsure where I should push her and where I needed to pull back my natural aggression when it came to how she reacted to us.
“Obviously I can’t read your mind, Sunshine. Where am I heading?”
“Back to my car.”
“Ain’t happening.”
Her jaw worked as she bit back a word or seven.
“Spit it out. Better out than in, my Ma always says.”
“Oh, you don’t want to know what I’m thinking.”
“I do. I can take it.”
“You’re a caveman.”
I nodded. “When it comes to you? Yes. First time for everything, I guess.”
“I would never have guessed.”
I laughed. “I have perfect manners unless you’re involved. Not sure what that says. From the moment I laid eyes on you in Lucky’s, you got under my skin like no one else.”
“Do you have to be so…truthful?”
I shrugged. I had a feeling it was exactly what she needed from me. Games weren’t for us. With her reaction to how people perceived her, it told me one thing—fuck around and find out wasn’t going to work for me.
For us.
“I won’t lie to you. Even if the words aren’t pretty—that I can promise you.”
She nibbled her lower lip, but she nodded slowly.
I wasn’t sure she really believed that, but I was more of an action guy. So it might take a little time to make her believe it.
I sure as hell wasn’t going anywhere.
“You’re also insufferable.”
I couldn’t stop the grin. “You like it.”
“No, I do not.”
I waggled my eyebrows. “You do. If I reached over and dipped my hand between your thighs, the truth would be there.”
She reached over and punched me. “Lines like that do not work with me, buddy.”
“Keep telling yourself that. You know the problem with you, Kira?”
“Oh, please. Do tell.”
“You’re too comfortable.”
Her head snapped to the left to face me. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“You’ve become accustomed to the men in your life seeing you one way. Which actually works in my favor.”
“You’re making no sense.”
