for tonight. She’d spent the entire afternoon wondering what those other things might be, and every thought she’d had was more sinfully wicked than the one before it. It didn’t matter anymore if seeing Nick again was a good idea or a bad one. She’d crossed that line the moment she’d called him and uttered that ridiculous phrase.
It was bitterly cold outside, but at least the skies were clear for the moment. The forecast showed another storm on its way, but the city had another day to prepare before the next dump of snow. She just hoped she finished her shift and was snug at home before it hit. Next year she was absolutely going to book a tropical vacation instead of spending another Valentine’s Day alone and snowbound.
Or maybe I won’t be alone next year.
The thought came to her unbidden, accompanied by a sizzling recollection of last night’s kiss. Her pussy creamed, and her nipples hardened to nubs beneath her heavy coat as a wave of pure heat washed over her. Just the memory of Nick’s mouth on hers was enough to banish the cold. Would he kiss her again? Was there really any chance of a future with a man like that? Nick Wilde was exactly the kind of man she wanted, and everything she knew she shouldn’t have. Yet here she was, waiting for him to pick her up.
Doubts started to fill her mind, but before any of them could take root she spotted Nick’s truck. He pulled up right beside where she stood, and before she could take more than a single step he had the engine off and was hopping out to greet her.
“Hello, milady. Your carriage awaits.” Dressed in black jeans, motorcycle boots and a heavy jacket the same stormy blue as his eyes, Nick looked just as good has he had the night she’d seen him in a shirt and tie…or last night, half dressed. No, that wasn’t true. He looked even better shirtless.
Lia gathered her wayward thoughts and smiled in greeting. “Thank you for the presents. I can say with complete honesty that no one has ever sent me a vegetable as a gift before. And it’s very nice of you to offer me a ride. I…I appreciate it, Nick.” Goddamn it, she sounded lame even to her own ears. When did she get this bad at flirting?
“I can tell you with totally honesty I’ve never sent anyone a vegetable before either.” His eyes dropped to the wand she still held in her hand and his handsome face broke into a grin. “I see you brought it. Good.”
She waved it in the air between them, sending a few errant bits of glitter flying. “I did. Are you going to tell me why I needed to? You mentioned more wishes. I want to hear the details.”
“Not until we’re out of this wind. Frostbite is no way to start our date.”
“Date?” she asked, the word nearly sticking in her throat.
“That’s one of the things we need to talk about,” he told her as he took her free hand and led her over to his vehicle. He moved in close to help her climb in, and Lia’s breath caught as his hands gripped her hips to give her a boost. Nick even handed her the seatbelt and watched her belt in before closing the door and going around to the driver’s side and climbing in. His manners didn’t go with the devil may care attitude he projected. In fact, nothing about Nick was easy to categorize. Sizing people up was part of Lia’s job, but she couldn’t get a handle on what made him tick.
Not yet, anyway .
Nick put the key into the ignition and started the engine, then left it idling as he turned in his seat to face her. “Warm enough?”
Lia tugged off her gloves and undid her jacket as she nodded. “Much better, thank you. Now, explain what you meant about this being a date.”
“Straight to the point, huh? Alright then. If you want, I will take you to the garage so you can pick up your car. No expectations. No fuss. Jo’s expecting you. That’s your choice to make, but I’m telling you right now, that’s not how I want this night to go.”
Lia lifted her gaze so she could look him in
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