The thing was, he knewthiswasn’t a seduction. This was the beginning of something big. He could tell. And he didn’t want to blow it.
“Perhaps a kiss or two might be in order,” she responded throatily. “I’ll give it some thought when we get to my house.”
“Then let’s get out of here,” Vince said, almost standing up before he realized he had a massive hard-on inside his bike shorts…with no way to hide it.
“Uh, right. After my, um, interest subsides a bit,” he amended.
A scowl line appeared between Lace’s brows. “You want your interest to?—?”
A blush and a brilliant smile almost instantly swept away that furrow.
“Oh. I get it,” she giggled. “Interest.” She winked. “Will it help if I get up first and walk in front of you to hide any…evidence?”
Vince groaned. “You mean walk where I can see, and almost touch your ass if I reach out?” He shook his head. “Not helpful.”
“Okay. Give me your keys,” she demanded succinctly, holding out her hand and wiggling her fingers.
“Uh, why?” he asked.
“Because I can pull your truck in, over there.” She pointed to a spot that would have him walking away from the building and all the other patrons. “Andyou won’t scare anybody with the…what did you call it earlier? The small clown down below?” she quipped with a snort.
Vincent groaned.
Clearly, Lace was enjoying herself.
He looked around, however, and seeing the efficacy of her plan, he pulled the keys out of his pocket and handed them to her. “I think you may be onto something,” he allowed. “My small clown and I thank you. He’sactuallypretty shy, you know,” Vince demurred.
He attempted to plaster an innocent look on his face, but quite obviously Lace wasn’t having any of it.
She stood and gave an amused huff. “Maybe he just hasn’t had the right audience, yet,” she threw out impudently, then turned abruptly and sashayed her fine, fine ass away.
Vince threw back his head and laughed.
“Au contraire,” he posited underneath his breath. “I think he’s finally found theperfectcheering section.”
Vince watched as Lace got into his truck, then pulled off backing the large vehicle out of its spot like a pro. She moved toward an area that would give him almost total anonymity for whatcouldhave been a walk of shame.
Vince shook his head in amazement. He couldn’t have asked for better coverage, even from his old SEAL team.
Strategically, Lace pulled into just the right place so that when Vince arose—still hard—he wasn’t facing anyone, and could make a clean getaway. He was even able to—once halfway to her position—adjust his “attributes” to a position of comfort, then walk unimpeded to his vehicle.
He expected Lace to get out of the truck and swap seats with him, but as he approached, she waved him to the passenger side.
Ah. So it’s going to be like that, huh?
He chuckled. A battle for supremacyhadn’tbeen on his bingo-card where Lace was concerned, but Vince liked it. He liked it a lot. Had he mentioned to her that he revered strong women? If not, she was already reading him like a book, which boded well for…
Wow.He’d just thought it boded well for themlivingtogether.
Was it possible that would turn out to be a good idea?
He had a few concerns.
One being, how would it affect their “getting to know you” stage that was now inevitable in his mind? Because Vince didn’t want to rush things. Unlike a lot of guys, he actually loved the flirting phase of a relationship. He remembered how fun that was, from way back in his school days.
In the Navy, it had been all about the fast hook-ups with frog-hogs, and he’d really missed all the tension and build-up which he recalled had once led to explosive sex.
He wanted to revisit that with Lace. With a doubling-down on the “relationship” part of things.