him.” I can’t help but be concerned.
“It’ll be okay. We’re going to eat in Marshfield and then go to a new bar somewhere in Lebanon.” I open my mouth to offer further caution, but she quickly adds, “Taylor’s going with us to the bar.”
“Well, I guess that’s... good,” I mutter, still unsure. We haven’t known Taylor long either, but I feel relieved he’ll be with them. Odd.
“Sofe, he was a total gentleman last night. He even asked if he could kiss me. See how my hair’s curled?” She turns her head back and forth, letting her hair swing about her shoulders.
“He did that?” I laugh. “With a kiss?”
“He did, and my toes curled too. That man can kiss!” She smiles broadly.
“Well... he’s just a curlin’ kind of guy, huh?”
“Mmmhmm. Imagine what else... I mean, did you notice the size of his hands?”
“Emma Rae!” I laugh again.
“What time is Nick picking you up?”
“Six.”
“What are you wearing?” she asks. I show her my dress and shoes. “That dress is too cute. How easy is it to get off?”
“Hah! It won’t be coming off.” I shake my head.
“You never know...”
“Oh yes, I do.” I laugh.
“I’d better get out of here so you can get ready. Andy’s picking me up at five. We’re going to the bar early; Taylor knows the owner, and we’re gonna have drinks with him.”
“Have fun and be careful,” I tell her.
“You too. Call me tomorrow.”
I walk with her to her car, and as she backs out of the driveway, she rolls down her window. “Sofie, be sure to wear some sexy underwear, so when your dress comes off...”
“Bye, Emma Rae!” I wave her off. “Have a good time tonight.” I turn toward the house.
I’m ready by five thirty. My little black number is short, showing plenty of leg. My strappy new heels make my legs look long. The dress is made of a slinky type of knit and clings in all the right places, before flaring below my hips. The neckline comes down into a deep V and shows a little cleavage, but not too much, I hope. My gram, as she would put it, had an ample bosom that she’d passed along to Jordanna and me. All in all, it’s attractive without being too dressy, and I look good in black. The dress is a good confidence booster.
I decide to leave my hair down, but I use styling gel and scrunch it while I blow-dry with a diffuser. It turns out nice. I apply minimal makeup, and I’m ready. I don’t hear Nick drive up, so he surprises me when he knocks. I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly. I haven’t dated much. My date with Nick is my first grown-up date. I open the door, gratified by his expression.
“Wow, you look...”
“Nice?” I supply with a smile.
“Sofie, I don’t think nice describes how you look.”
Feeling a blush start, I get my bag and wrap. As I turn back, I discover he’s stepped closer. I look up as he cups my face. He leans down, brushing my lips with his. His breath is warm against my mouth. Pulling me close, he deepens the kiss and I relax, my hand on his chest. He raises his head, chuckling under his breath as he continues to hold me. “I think we’d better go before I get into trouble,” he murmurs against my ear.
I pull away. “That might be a good idea. I wouldn’t want to have to hurt you,” I warn, stepping out the door. Nick pulls it closed behind us. When he realizes what I’ve said, he laughs out loud.
I hope he doesn’t think I’m kidding. He might be surprised at some of the things my menfolk have taught me.
Nick merges the Corvette into the heavy Saturday night traffic as he pulls on to I-44. We’ve been sharing idle chitchat, but I’m ready for some answers. “I’ve been saving up a lot of questions for you tonight,” I confide, looking at him.
After a quick glance in the rearview mirror, he changes lanes. I can see his smile by the brightness of the dash lights. “What do you want to know?”
I study his face. “What was that all about the other
“It’ll be okay. We’re going to eat in Marshfield and then go to a new bar somewhere in Lebanon.” I open my mouth to offer further caution, but she quickly adds, “Taylor’s going with us to the bar.”
“Well, I guess that’s... good,” I mutter, still unsure. We haven’t known Taylor long either, but I feel relieved he’ll be with them. Odd.
“Sofe, he was a total gentleman last night. He even asked if he could kiss me. See how my hair’s curled?” She turns her head back and forth, letting her hair swing about her shoulders.
“He did that?” I laugh. “With a kiss?”
“He did, and my toes curled too. That man can kiss!” She smiles broadly.
“Well... he’s just a curlin’ kind of guy, huh?”
“Mmmhmm. Imagine what else... I mean, did you notice the size of his hands?”
“Emma Rae!” I laugh again.
“What time is Nick picking you up?”
“Six.”
“What are you wearing?” she asks. I show her my dress and shoes. “That dress is too cute. How easy is it to get off?”
“Hah! It won’t be coming off.” I shake my head.
“You never know...”
“Oh yes, I do.” I laugh.
“I’d better get out of here so you can get ready. Andy’s picking me up at five. We’re going to the bar early; Taylor knows the owner, and we’re gonna have drinks with him.”
“Have fun and be careful,” I tell her.
“You too. Call me tomorrow.”
I walk with her to her car, and as she backs out of the driveway, she rolls down her window. “Sofie, be sure to wear some sexy underwear, so when your dress comes off...”
“Bye, Emma Rae!” I wave her off. “Have a good time tonight.” I turn toward the house.
I’m ready by five thirty. My little black number is short, showing plenty of leg. My strappy new heels make my legs look long. The dress is made of a slinky type of knit and clings in all the right places, before flaring below my hips. The neckline comes down into a deep V and shows a little cleavage, but not too much, I hope. My gram, as she would put it, had an ample bosom that she’d passed along to Jordanna and me. All in all, it’s attractive without being too dressy, and I look good in black. The dress is a good confidence booster.
I decide to leave my hair down, but I use styling gel and scrunch it while I blow-dry with a diffuser. It turns out nice. I apply minimal makeup, and I’m ready. I don’t hear Nick drive up, so he surprises me when he knocks. I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly. I haven’t dated much. My date with Nick is my first grown-up date. I open the door, gratified by his expression.
“Wow, you look...”
“Nice?” I supply with a smile.
“Sofie, I don’t think nice describes how you look.”
Feeling a blush start, I get my bag and wrap. As I turn back, I discover he’s stepped closer. I look up as he cups my face. He leans down, brushing my lips with his. His breath is warm against my mouth. Pulling me close, he deepens the kiss and I relax, my hand on his chest. He raises his head, chuckling under his breath as he continues to hold me. “I think we’d better go before I get into trouble,” he murmurs against my ear.
I pull away. “That might be a good idea. I wouldn’t want to have to hurt you,” I warn, stepping out the door. Nick pulls it closed behind us. When he realizes what I’ve said, he laughs out loud.
I hope he doesn’t think I’m kidding. He might be surprised at some of the things my menfolk have taught me.
Nick merges the Corvette into the heavy Saturday night traffic as he pulls on to I-44. We’ve been sharing idle chitchat, but I’m ready for some answers. “I’ve been saving up a lot of questions for you tonight,” I confide, looking at him.
After a quick glance in the rearview mirror, he changes lanes. I can see his smile by the brightness of the dash lights. “What do you want to know?”
I study his face. “What was that all about the other
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