Or maybe they didn’t, and we were all just winging it.
Either way, I was pulling on my shoes when the knock sounded on my door. Just like last time, my heart rate sped up and my hands got a little clammy. I briefly wondered if this nervousness would decline the more time I spent with Edge.
Opening the door, I looked up into the handsome face I’d been seeing in my dreams lately.
“Hey,” I greeted with a smile.
“Hey, back.” Edge stepped inside. “You ready?”
“As I’ll ever be,” I admitted truthfully.
The good news was, after our last date, I knew what to expect. Since we’d gone bowling and for ice cream, I figured Edge was the casual date sort of guy. Thanks to my full-time student status, I had plenty of outfit options at my disposal. Tonight I’d opted for a pair of brown leggings and a cream-colored, oversized cashmere sweater. Based on the way Edge’s gaze slid over me, he approved of my choices.
“So, where to?” I asked, hoping he’d give up the surprise sooner rather than later.
No answer was forthcoming, yet there was a twinkle in his glittering eyes.
He took my coat from my hand and helped me into it. “Surprise, remember?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
Knowing he wasn’t going to elaborate, I grabbed my purse and my keys.
“After you.” I motioned toward the door, following him.
I locked up and allowed Edge to lead me down the sidewalk to the parking lot. I was expecting to see his car, but instead, I noticed…
I had to do a double take.
“A limo?”
He smiled, then motioned for me to get in the door the driver was holding open.
“I figured this would be easier than parking.”
I laughed. “My friends and I generally use Uber, but this works, too.”
“Ah. Uber.” He looked as though he hadn’t considered that. “Well, this’ll give us a little more privacy.”
I ducked into the car while Edge said something to the driver. I couldn’t quite make it out as I scooted to the opposite side. I noticed there were seat belts, but I wasn’t sure if I should put it on. Was that what people usually did? It would be safer that way, right?
“Relax, sweetness,” Edge said as he joined me.
I laughed. “Easy for you to say. Do you do this often? Cruise around town in a limo?”
“From time to time.”
“Really?”
“No.”
I laughed. I was catching on to his humor.
The window between the driver and us slowly slid up seconds before the car pulled away from the curb.
Feeling the weight of silence, I decided to pelt him with another question. “So, what did you need the privacy for?”
He didn’t answer right away, which caused me to look at him.
“Come here, Jamie.”
I swallowed, the intensity in his gaze sending sparks dancing across my skin.
Not sure what he meant by come here, I scooted toward him.
The next thing I knew, I was on his lap.
“This is what I need privacy for,” he said as his lips glided over mine.
I lost my breath along with my train of thought. Settling into him, I slid my arm around his neck, my tongue blindly dancing with his. This wasn’t the chaste, innocent cheek peck he’d offered on our first date. No, this was … lightning in a bottle. Our tongues collided, dueled as Edge’s big, warm hand curled around behind my head, readjusting the angle and delving deeper.
I moaned into his mouth, tried to move closer, which earned me a sexy groan in response.
“Wow,” I whispered on a rush of air, my lungs working overtime to fill. “That was…”
Edge’s dark eyebrow rose as though encouraging me to finish my sentence.
I pulled my hands from around his neck, adjusted my sweater, and said, “Nice.”
“Nice?” Edge barked a laugh.
I couldn’t help it, I laughed, too. It was so much more than nice, but he didn’t need to know that.
“I’m thinking an entirely different adjective,” Edge said, his voice deeper, rougher than before.
“Yeah?” I pretended to stare out the window. “Like what? Pleasant?”
His hand shot up into my hair, palming the back of my head as he urged me closer. I wasn’t about to play coy. I wanted his mouth on mine, so I leaned into him, throwing my arms around his neck and taking that nice, pleasant kiss into another hemisphere altogether.
This time when we broke for air, I couldn’t resist sliding my hand over his smooth cheek. “I have a new fondness for limos.”
“Do you?”
I smiled. “I definitely do.”
He seemed pleased by that, sliding his hand over mine and linking our fingers before pulling my hand from his cheek. He pressed his lips against my palm, then tugged me back against him.
It took the rest of the drive for me to catch my breath.
Twenty minutes later, the limo came to a stop. I already knew where we were and I couldn’t help but smile as I climbed out, accepting Edge’s hand for assistance.
