Page 159 of It's About Time
I smirk over my shoulder at her. “Don’t start with that.”
“What?”
“You know exactly what you said,” I say before reaching down and adjusting my cock.
She feigns innocence while shrugging her shoulders. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Standing tall, I stalk over to her, pulling her into me by her waist. “I’m trying to be a good student, so I need you to be a good teacher.”
She hums. “Hmmm, but what if I want our roles to be the other way around?”
A growl travels up my throat. “We can role play all you want later. But right now, I really want you to teach me how to change a fucking tire, Dilynne.”
Her smile is soft, and as I stare down at her, I wrestle with how I never let myself see her this way before.
It’s only been a few months that we’ve been together now, but I catch myself thinking back to how our relationship has changed and it brings me so much fucking gratitude that I can’t stand it most days.
Every lesson, every argument—it was all worth it to get here with Dilynne.
She pouts and takes a step out of my grasp. “Fine. Get the jack and let’s do this.”
Dilynne demonstrates how to loosen the lug nuts to extract the old tire, line up the new one, and put the lug nuts back in place.
“That’s it?”
“Yup!”
I push a hand through my hair as I switch places with her, taking a seat on the chair in front of the tire now. “I feel like a fucking tool that I didn’t know how to do that. I mean, if I were faced with this issue, I most certainly could have figured it out, but…”
Shewaves me off. “Don’t worry, I’ve judged you for far worse things than this. Besides, you have a teacher now for this kind of stuff, so if you’re willing, I’ll teach you much more complicated stuff than this.”
Nodding, I pick up the torque wrench and get to work, changing the tire—and barely breaking a sweat. Once we’re done, Dilynne leads me over to the sink to clean up. “So, you have plans tonight?”
She shrugs as she wipes her hands clean on a rag, tossing another in my direction. “Just bath time, which I thought you were going to join me for.”
I let out a groan, remembering our standing date. “I still plan on it, but if you’re willing, there’s somewhere else I’d like to take you first.”
“And where is that?”
“Charlotte.”
Her eyes widen. “Why on earth would we need to go to Charlotte?”
I frame her face with my hands. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes, of course, but…”
I cut her off with a kiss. “Then don’t ask questions and just join me for the ride.” A few hours later we pull up to City Hall as I shove my truck in park. “We’re here.”
Dilynne wakes from her nap. She passed out about an hour ago and I knew she’d be in a much better mood if I let her sleep for a little bit. “Where?”
“The community law council meeting.”
She whips her head in my direction. “You brought me here with you?”
Reaching for her hand, I bring it to my lips, pressing a soft kiss against her skin. “Yes. I want you to see what my grandfather created, why keeping this alive is so important to me. In fact, I think Tracy, Colby, and Thomas are already inside.”
Once we exit my truck, we walk up the steps hand in hand. “So the staff has gotten on board with this?”
