He leaned back in his seat and grinned. “Because it wasn’t me she was checking out.”
“What are you talking about? Who else…” Rand’s brown eyes jerked toward the kitchen and then back to him. “Really?”
He laughed. “So you see, you were jealous for no reason.”
“Just because she wasn’t flirting with you doesn’t mean you weren’t flirting with her,” she quipped.
He’d finally had enough and sat forward with a deadly serious tone. “Rand, you have known me for a long time. When I tell you that I’m not flirting with anyone else, believe me. There’s only one woman I want to have…in every way.”
She lowered her eyes and a dull red covered her cheeks. She was quiet, even when Tandy brought their food and tried to engage her.
Jake took a bite of his food and got a funny aftertaste. “How’s your food?”
“It’s hard to screw up a bean burrito,” she said quietly.
He took another bite of his meal and swallowed forcefully. “Mine tastes a little funky.”
“Then don’t eat it. We can grab something else if you want,” she said, taking a bite of her meal without looking at him.
He didn’t mention it again, but he only ate half of it. After Tandy brought them their bill, he gave her cash and stood up. “You ready?”
Rand followed him out quietly and by the time he reached the truck, he’d had enough. “Rand, are you trying to start a fight? First I was flirting and now you’re giving me the silent treatment for God knows what. I wanted to just take you out and have a good time. I always have fun with you, but it just seems awkward and…”
Suddenly, she was on him and her mouth mashed over his, her arms wrapped around him to bring him closer. He didn’t question it, just slipped his arms around her and returned her kiss. He rubbed his hands over her back and down to grab her ass.
She didn’t jerk away, just kept kissing him until he leaned against his truck and slid his hands up to hold her face. He broke the kiss, breathing hard and asked, “What was that?”
The way she stared up at him with wonder and happiness. No one had ever looked at him like that. “I just wanted to show you that I want you too. In every way.”
Jake raised his brow and teased, “Really? Because I draw the line at whips and chains.”
She laughed and surprised him. “Even if I promise to be gentle?”
Rock hard went his cock at the picture of Rand going dominatrix on him. He kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth and rubbing her against his aching front. When she moaned in his mouth he pulled back enough to ask, “Do we go to a movie, or straight home?”
Her breath was a mere whisper when she answered, “You promised me a Jason Statham movie.”
“We could wait until DVD.” He nibbled her bottom lip.
“But it’s so much better on a big screen when he takes his shirt off,” she said, arching into him.
That surprised the hell out of him and he pulled all the way back to look at her face. “You want me to take you to a movie so you can lust over another guy?”
She smiled. “No I want you to take me to a movie so I can watch cars blow up and bad guys get shot.”
Her tone was sarcastic and he growled, “Maybe I’ll make you watch a chick flick.”
She shrugged. “That’s okay, chick flicks usually have hot, half naked guys too.”
“That’s it, no movie for you. We’re going home.” His tone was gruff, his expression fierce, but he was enjoying her flirtatious teasing. She just kept surprising him and he was loving every minute of it.
“Aw, come on. I promise to cover my eyes at the naughty bits,” she teased as she backed away from him around the side of the truck.
“Maybe I want to take you home so you can see all my naughty bits,” he countered, as he unlocked the truck doors. He jumped into the seat and turned to face her, hoping his grin was obnoxiously wolfish.
And again, she shocked the hell out of him as she reached out and took his hand, lacing her fingers through his. “Maybe after.”
After? Oh man, the anticipation was going to kill him.