Page 43 of Save Me

For a moment, Ryker was a little confused. “We just ate, Ryleigh. And I don’t think I have all the ingredients to cook a full Italian dinner right now.”

There was a tiny little growl that he was certain she thought sounded fierce, but it came out sounding kind of cute. “Not thedinner, Ryker! The rest of it! Spending the night!Sheesh!”

This time, he didn’t even try hiding his grin. “You want to spend the night with me.”

She nodded, still not looking at him. “Yes.”

Slowly, he pulled over to the side of the road right in front of the “Welcome to Laurel Bay” sign. Throwing the car in park, he twisted in his seat to face her. “Then you’re going to have to look at me and tell me exactly what you want so I can be sure we’re on the same page.”

Mimicking his move, Ryleigh faced him and gave him a defiant glare. “Fine. I want to spend the night with you tonight. I thought that was obvious.”

“Like I said, I needed to be sure we were on the same page,” he told her before reaching out and cupping her face and kissing her. It was deep and wet and full of promise for the night to come. He wished they weren’t in his car on the side of the road because he wanted to keep kissing her until she was breathless and panting his name, wanted to kiss her until they were both naked and sweaty in a tangle of limbs. He wanted to kiss and touch every inch of her and then do it all over again.

“Ryker?” she said breathlessly against his lips.

“Hmm?”

“Why aren’t we moving?” She gently bit his bottom lip before raking her hands into his hair and giving a slight tug. “Take us home.”

Damn, that was a sexy command.

“Your place or mine?”

“Yours.”

As much as he hated moving away from her, he now had great incentive for doing it.

Reaching for one of her hands, he held it tightly against his thigh as he put the car in gear and sped off into the night.

ChapterSeven

Never in her entire life had Ryleigh said anything so bold or felt so empowered and yet a little reckless.

Basically, she was a nervous wreck and oddly excited about it.

His hand felt big and warm, his thigh hard and hot.

And if they didn’t get to his house soon, she was pretty sure she was going to combust.

Closing her eyes, she thought of all the things she wanted to do with him and then immediately stopped that train of thought because suddenly felt very overwhelmed. Ryker was so completely different from every man she’d ever slept with, and she was beginning to fear he was out of her league. Maybe she should have just jumped him while they were on the side of the road because all this drive was accomplishing was making her second-guess herself.

Dammit.

If Ryker suspected that she was starting to freak out, he chose to say nothing. And just when she was about to vocalize how much she was freaking out, they pulled up to his house. She let out a long breath as the car came to a stop and then waited as he got out and walked around to the passenger side to help her out.

And was instantly pressed up against the vehicle as Ryker kissed her.

And man could Ryker kiss.

It wasn’t slow and seductive; it was all wild and untamed and blatantly sexual. She instinctively moved closer and slid her hands slowly up over his chest and shoulders before combing through his glorious hair. It was crazy how much she wanted to touch him, but…the logical part of her needed to drop one last truth bomb.

“Ryker,” she murmured against his lips and almost whined when he pulled back. His breathing was ragged and there was just raw need written all over his face.

Do I really need to say anything?

Unfortunately, she did.

“I just…there’s one more thing,” she began nervously.

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