“Tonight. Was it too much? You know, with your father’s texting and shit, then watching the game with the WAGs, and ending up at Tipsy with everyone being loud and obnoxious. Okay, hopefully not all of us were obnoxious. We all know that Sin is an acquired taste.”
I laughed softly. Dammit, he was so just nice. And considerate. And again, my taste in men was clearly shit. “Not all of you. And I’m fine. I promise. Thanks for setting boundaries with my dad tonight.”
“I’ll always stick up for you, Dani. You deserve nothing less.”
“I still don’t understand why you’re doing all of this.”
“Can I just be a nice guy who wants to help you out? I would hope that, if any of my sisters were in a similar situation, someone would help them.” He paused. “No, wait. I would hope that they would come to me if they needed help. No need to be kissing strangers.”
I wanted to kiss him badly. Then Pucks barked at his side. “Did he pee already?”
“Oh yeah. He’s quick when he meets someone new. I think he wants to snuggle you.”
I glanced down at Pucks, who was sitting on his back legs and staring at me, looking all adorable.
That word again.
“Did you really need to let him out or was that a ploy to get me here?” I teased.
“I would never use Pucks as a ploy.” His outrage was comical and I giggled. Again.
“Okay, fine. You would never use your dog to be deceptive.”
“You should know by now that being deceptive is not in my nature.”
“Seriously, why are you just so good?”
He quirked a brow. “You say that like it’s a bad thing. I promise you, it’s not.”
“I know.”
“And since we’re being honest and all, don’t for one second think that the thought of snuggling with you hasn’t crossed my mind one or two or a million times.”
“Gabe,” I whispered.
“But we can stay up here as long as you want. Or I can just take you home after we get him back in.”
I bit the corner of my lip and held his gaze. “I’m not ready to go home tonight.”
He reached out, linking his fingers through mine. “Thank fuck for that.”
The heat of his palm against mine and the desire in his eyes made my breath stutter in my throat.
I reached for him with my free hand, twisting his tie in my grip and tugging him closer.
“I need to kiss you,” I murmured, tilting my head up to hold his gaze. His pupils darkened, and I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
He groaned. “You’ve been drinking.”
“It’s wearing off, and I want to kiss you so damn much my body aches from it.”
He sucked in a harsh breath, and I could feel his speeding heartbeat against my knuckles as I pressed against his chest.
“Are you sure?”
“So fucking much.” I tugged on his tie, lifted up on my toes, and sealed my mouth to his.
His hand released mine and he gripped my hips, holding my body close to his, then licked the seam of my lips. I parted on a gasp, allowing him entry. I would never get tired of kissing this man.
