Page 79 of Entangled

“You’ll find out soon enough.” He drops his lips to mine again with a quick kiss before opening the door and holding a hand out for me to go first.

I walk out the door and to his jeep, fighting a ridiculous grin all the way. He reaches out for the door before I can, dipping his mouth down to my ear as he opens it.

“Just so you know… you’re still going to rewatch those episodes with me tomorrow.”

Rolling my eyes at him, I get into the car and swipe my dress up, making sure it doesn’t get stuck in the door as he closes it. Trying to calm the riot in my stomach by reminding myself that I have actually been on a date before and it’s not like I haven’t already had sex with him. Multiple times. I watch him walk around and stow the bag in the back before hopping in the driver’s seat, eyes dancing with mischief when they meet mine.

He puts the key in the ignition and starts the car, pulling out of the driveway. “Are you ready to have your world rocked, Blondie?”

“Well, I don’t know. You asked me that the other night and then it turned out you meant by watching Bridgerton so if it’s that kind of rocking…” I trail off teasingly.

He whips his head around to me, mouth dropping in shock before turning his head back to the road. “That was, that was, you can’t expect me—I had to know how Daphne and Simon’s story ended!” He shoots me a glare. “Plus, I seem to remember you thoroughly enjoying us acting out a few of those scenes later that night.”

I fight the twitch of my lips and fake a dejected sigh. “I suppose.”

“Loudly,” he emphasizes.

Laughing under my breath, I reach across and grab his hand, bringing it to my mouth to playfully bite at his knuckles. “Alright. Alright. Are you going to give me any clues about where you’re dragging me out to in the middle of the night?”

He shoots me a petulant look. “No, I don’t think I will.”

“Ah… come on, Jace. Don’t be like that, you’re a more than adequate lover.” I pause purposefully. “Most of the time.”

I can’t help it. It didn’t take long for me to realize his ego in bed is monumental, which just makes him oh so easy a target.

His jaw drops again and he narrows his eyes at me warningly before snapping it shut. My shoulders shake with silent laughter as he turns his head back to the road and I can hear what I’m pretty sure is his teeth being ground into dust. There’s a good chance he’s rethinking this date thing right about now.

“I’ll show you adequate, Delacroix,” he promises quietly. “Just you wait.”

We fall into companionable silence for the rest of the short drive after that and before I know it, we’re pulling into the familiar marina parking lot. He parks the car and gets out, opening up the back to grab the bag and I take that as my cue to follow. I open my door and slide out of my seat, walking around to the back to meet him. The delighted mischief has returned to his eyes and he grabs my hand, starting to pull me down the dock toward his boat. And despite my growing confusion, I bite my tongue against the question wanting to pop out.

I’ll wait and see where he’s taking this. For now.

But when we make it to his boat and he hops up, setting the bag down before turning back to hold out a hand for me, I can’t contain myself anymore.

There’s not even twinkle lights set up or anything.

I cock my head at him in confusion. “You’re taking me on a date on your boat?”

“Oh ye of little faith.” He grins, snagging my hand when I hold it out and pulling me up beside him. He presses me into the side of the boat with his body and drops his mouth to my ear. “I know your fancy LA ass intimately by now… And I know exactly what kind of treatment it likes. Just be patient, you’ll get your shock and awe.”

My stomach flips with a whole different kind of excitement as he steps away, grinning wickedly and keeping a couple of his fingers looped through mine as he leads me into the cabin. He sets the bag down on the small table and turns, flipping a few of the switches and knobs of the boat that I’ve never paid close enough attention to when he explained them to learn what they do. The lights come on throughout the boat and the engine rumbles below my feet as he turns back to me.

I’m too curious to keep quiet. “What now?”

“Now.” He steps close, staring down at me with those firework eyes. “Now, you go to sleep.”

What the fuck?

My brows drop down, voice coming out perplexed. “What?”

“I’ll wake you up when it’s time.”

I repeat. What the fuck?

“What?”

He shoots me a grin and lifts his hands to my shoulders, gently turning me around and walking me into the bedroom. My mind is whirling with possibilities as he pushes me onto the bed and I sit, watching as he walks back to the door. He stops to give me one last soft look.

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