Or I wasn't anyway, until I got out to my piece of shit truck at two forty five, watched everyone leave, then attempted to start the fucker with zero luck.
Looks like I'll be walking my tired body the normally twenty minute drive home.
Awesome.
I pick up my purse in one hand as I grip the handle of my door with the other when a tap on my window causes me to jump sky high and swing it open hard enough to thump the source.
"Motherfucking jellyfish, Kai! You scared the shit out of me!"
He rubs his gut in a slightly hunched over position but his eyes dance with amusement as he looks at me. "Motherfucking jellyfish?"
I slide out and close the door then grab his forearms to push him up and assess the damage. Which is none.
"I thought you went home?"
He nods toward the street where I see four motorcycles, really nice ones, and his brothers straddling three of them. "Got to chatting."
"Uh huh..." I arch a brow. "Says the king of one word responses and reluctant sentences with no more than ten syllables?"
He nods.
Smart ass.
"Well, enjoy your chat." I turn to start walking and immediately hear boots crunching gravel behind me.
"Why aren't you driving?"
"Fucker won't start."
"Took a shit?"
I grin at him over my shoulder as he repeats my words from the coffee shop. "Took a shit."
"Do you need a ride?"
"I can walk."
"I am very aware of how well you walk, but I was asking if you need a ride home."
I stop and smile because that almost sounds like he's checked me out. Almost. And I will never admit how much I love the idea of him doing that or climbing onto Kai's bike behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist, and pressing close while all that metal vibrates between my legs.
Man, I'm hot.
Slowly, I turn and look up, way up, to find Kai's pupils blown wide, that yummy spicy cologne of his all up in my face again.
"I will let you give me a ride home under one condition."
"You'll let me?" I nod and Kai just shakes his head then motions toward me with a bow. "Name your conditions."
"It's just one, sugar, one condition."
He almost smiles.
"If you can tell me what the secret ingredient in those pinwheels is I will let you give me a ride home."
Then it happens.
The most beautiful, though small, smile graces his full lips and I feel it right between my thighs.
