Chapter 23

In a crazy way, we’d both crawled out of our boxes and were making our way through new territory.

The drive back to his brownstone passed quickly. We were parked by the time I realized I still had no clue what was going on with me or what I wanted.

As I put my hand on the latch to open the door, he pulled me back toward the console between our bucket seats. Then he leaned in and really kissed me.

“Don’t you get it, Ben? What I’ve been trying to do is wine and dine you. I want us to really get to know each other. I want to erase your first impression of me as a big-city idiot.”

He kissed me again, more gently this time.

I thought I was confused before, when I’d gotten aroused by a couple of simple kisses. Now?

I was rock hard and totally and thoroughly at sea. I didn’t know who I was anymore. 10