“Cole!” I screamed.
He still didn’t slow down. I thought for sure the guard was going to open fire, but instead he dove out of the way at the very last second. The wooden bar behind him did nothing to stop us either - it just shattered into a million pieces as we sped through it.
“Wahoo!” yelled Cole. “We did it!” He raised his hand for a high five, but I left him hanging. I didn’t know where that hand had been. But I had a pretty good guess. Which was why I definitely did not want to touch it.
“I hope you found what you were looking for,” I said.
“I did. Wanna see?”
Ew. Had he filmed his sexcapades with Kat?“No thanks. Was that Kat’s husband who was chasing you out the window?”
“Yeah. Tom apparently was not very pleased that I’d stolen from him.”
Well that was a weird way to talk about banging someone’s wife. Especially at a swinger party.
“Speaking of Tom…” said Cole. “What were you doing sitting out here? You were supposed to be distracting him!”
“Sorry,” I said. “He’s not really my type.”
“Right. But you were still supposed to distract him. Didn’t you remember the plan?”
“Ummm…”
“Damn it! Youwereasleep on the ride over, weren’t you?”
“Maybe.”Oh my God.Had I really agreed to distract Kat’s husband in a wife swap so that Cole could get his revenge bang on? Even worse, it meant that he’d been planning that from the start. When he’d given me the dress. And asked me out. The dancing had seemed so genuine, though. And that kiss…
I shook my head. I was such an idiot. Or was Cole just a total asshole? Yeah…he definitely deserved the prank coming his way.
“So I guess we’re not really boyfriend and girlfriend, huh?” I asked.
“That depends.” He raised his eyebrow. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
“Excuse me? Did you seriously just ask me out five minutes after climbing out of your childhood crush’s bedroom?”
“Technically not. Her husband chased me all around that damned mansion thanks to my partner abandoning me halfway through our mission.”
“Oh yeah, all of that was totally my fault.”
“Eh, I forgive you. If anything, the chase afterwards just made it that much more thrilling.” He turned and gave me his cockiest smile.
Ugh, gross! Time to teach him a lesson.“You know,” I said. “It’s a real shame that I’m not really your girlfriend. Because if I was…” I rubbed my hand along his thigh. “Then we might have been able to have some fun on the car ride home.”
His knuckles got white as he tightened his grip on the wheel. “Wouldn’t that violate the promises I made?”
“Hmm…let’s see. I don’t need to get naked to give road head. And if I asked you to, I could make you whip your cock out right this second. So no, I don’t think you’d be breaking your promises.” I gave his thigh a squeeze and then pulled back. “But like I said, I’d only do that if I was really your girlfriend.”
He shifted in his seat to try to hide the erection tenting his tuxedo pants.
“God, I’m so horny tonight,” I said as I twirled a strand of my black hair. “First I had to watch that spit roast, and then I sawyou escape from those armed guards like you were 007. What are you doing to me?”
He swallowed hard and stepped on the gas.
“Oh well.” I pulled my phone out of my clutch and scrolled through my texts, pretending to ignore him. The longer he had to stew in his horniness, the better.
After a few minutes, I finally put my phone away. “You know what…screw it. I can’t take it anymore.” I pulled my hair into a messy bun. Just as I leaned over to unzip his pants, a siren blared behind us.
“Oh shit,” he muttered, pushing me back to my seat.
