Another pause. “You don’t waste time, do you?”
“Never saw the point,” he told her.
Dawn exhaled, and he could picture her biting her lip, trying to decide what to do with him. He liked that she didn’t just jump at the offer.
She was cautious, hesitant, but there was no denying the attraction between them. He was willing to bet she felt it just as much as he did.
“You really wanna take me out?” she asked, as if she wasn’t sure he was serious.
“I wouldn’t be callin’ if I didn’t,” he told her simply.
A beat of silence passed before she finally said, “All right. Tomorrow night.”
Satisfaction hummed through him. “Good girl.”
Her sharp inhale told him she liked that more than she wanted to admit. He grinned. Yeah, this was going to be interesting.
“I’ll pick you up at seven,” he said. “Wear somethin’ that makes you feel good.”
She let out a breathy laugh. “Bossy.”
“You like it.”
Dawn didn’t respond right away, but he didn’t need her to. The way she hesitated, the way she exhaled again, told him enough.
“See you tomorrow, Gunner,” she said.
He smirked. “Can’t wait.”
The call ended, but he didn’t move right away. Instead, he stared at the phone in his hand, something stirring deep in his chest.
Yeah. He was in trouble.
Chapter Four
Dawn stood in frontof her mirror, biting her lip as she eyed the mess of clothes scattered across her bed. Nothing looked right. One outfit felt too casual, the other too dressy. She was stuck somewhere between not wanting to look like she was trying too hard and wanting to look good for Gunner.
