“I don’t mind sunsets,” I said and scooted as close as I could get to him with the center console between us. He put his arm around me, and I leaned even closer, but it wasn’t close enough. Scrambling over the console I squeezed in between him and the steering wheel and propped my back against the door.
Tig shifted around a little under me and tilted the steering wheel up before meeting my eyes. “I like this,” he said, and cradled my face in his hand.
“Yeah?” I asked, because that was all I could get out. His eyes met mine and I was reminded how he’d looked at me earlier, and no matter how much I tried to deny it or how hard I tried to come at him with my usual brand of sarcasm, when those dark eyes met mine, I was completely under his spell. My eyes slid shut as he leaned in and kissed me. His warm lips pressed against mine as his hand tangled in my hair and my tongue glided along the seam of his lips. I slid one arm behind him and the other around his neck as my dick started to respond to him and I forced my hips not to move. We broke apart panting. His eyes shot to the horizon.
“Look.” He pointed and I forced myself to look away from him toward the sunset that was just about to disappear behind the ridges of mountains in the distance.
“Just in time,” I murmured and once again his eyes met mine; even in the dim light of the truck I could feel the heat of his gaze.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice rough with what I hoped was desire.
“Do we know each other well enough to fuck yet?” I blurted out, making him laugh before kissing me again.
“Not quite, but almost.” The tips of his fingers trailed over my eyebrows to my hair while his eyes never left mine.
“It’ll be worth it,” I finally said, because goddammit somehow I knew it would be, and I hated myself for giving in and being willing to wait. “You’re going to owe me a few more dinners, and possibly a lot more sunsets.”
“I’m willing to take you to dinner anytime you want. We can even go somewhere out of town since we’re dating,” he said, and his eyes twinkled with something while his lips twitched, holding back another damn smile.
“I’ve never dated anyone before,” I said, started to speak again, then grunted in frustration at a loss for exactly what I wanted to say.
“Well, it’s official, we’re dating.” Then he looked at me again with those fucking brown eyes and I knew in that very moment I was well and truly fucked. Because anytime he looked at me like that, I would agree to do anything he asked, and I wouldn’t even feel bad about it. Well, notreallybad, but maybe a little.
“Yeah,” I repeated because goddammit those fucking eyes.
Eight
Tig
I woke up thenext morning and for once in a long time I was excited to get the day going and get to my new job where I knew I’d see Isaac. The memory of last night got me moving and even though I forced myself not to think of him while I wasshowering, it was hard to control the way my body reacted to everything Isaac.
“You want to know him,” I reminded myself as I made a cup of coffee and took out two eggs for breakfast. And Ididwant to know him better. My mind wandered back to three years ago when I was living in a city far from here, and the man I thought I’d love the rest of my life. Josiah and I met when we were working on a complicated project with one of the first companies that hired me to do contract work. He was their best tech guy but the issues they were having with their system were beyond his capabilities.
Josiah was a few years older than me and cute in that nerdish way that I loved. But I didn’t know him, not at all. And in the end, I was the one who was hurt while he went on with his life like he hadn’t just blown mine up. Which was part of the reason I wanted to go slow with Isaac, and the fact that I’d never been more attracted to anyone in my life. “You’re a mess,” I grumbled to myself.
I shoved those thoughts of the past out of my head and made my breakfast while remembering how nice last night had been. Isaac wasn’t Josiah, and eventually I’d need to explain that whole mess to him, but for today I was going to enjoy every chance I got to see him.
Driving into Foggy Basin before heading toward the dryer I still couldn’t believe I was back here again. Living here had been such a small part of my life, but it had made a huge impression. Never before and never since had I lived somewhere that I felt a part of the town. I had friends here that didn’t ignore me when I returned. Coming back felt like I’d never left, and it made me realize that all those years I’d been moving city to city looking for something I already had back here. Home.
“Oh my god you’re dramatic,” I grumbled to myself again and apparently now I talked to myself.
“Morning, Tig,” Isaac said as soon as I parked. He was next to his truck, his long legs stretched out in front of him as he leaned back against it in his work clothes looking hot as fuck without even trying. He’d added a pair of aviator sunglasses and tipped his head down just far enough to look over the top of them.
Fuck me.“Hey, Isaac,” I said and walked over to him feeling like a teenager who was called over to talk to their crush.
“Ready for work?” he asked, and somehow, I didn’t think he really meant work.
“Yep, as ready as I’ll ever be.”
He stood there a moment longer before he casually reached up and slid his glasses down his nose and blatantly ogled me. Of course, my dick took notice because what better way to start my first full day of work than with a hard on? Pushing himself off the truck, he walked right up to me until he was so close I could feel his breath on my cheek. “Still want to wait to get to know me better?” he whispered. He smelled of soap, toothpaste, and something that had to just be Isaac and it was immediately my favorite thing ever.
“You smell so good.” I leaned in before it hit me that we were in the parking lot at work and they would probably frown on us going at it as everyone else was pulling in to park.
“So, where are we going tonight?” he asked.
Had we made plans to get together?I didn’t think so, but I wasn’t about to question it. “Oh, I don’t know, what sounds good?” I asked and racked my brain for somethingtodo.
“Want to come over to my house for dinner, and watch a movie?”