Chapter 117

A mist rises around the car where the rain hits it and bounces up. I bump into the passenger side, the rainwater seeping through the front of my sweater, my jeans, in an instant, leaving me deliciously cold. Dan’s right behind me and I roll away, still laughing, so he can unlock the door. “Hurry!” I tell him between giggles. “I’m all wet.”

The look he throws my way grabs me below the belt and squeezes until I’m hard and aching all over again. “I thought you wanted to wait until tonight,” he jokes, opening the door. I have no answer for that, but fortunately he stands aside as he holds the door so I can slide into my seat.