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Play with Me (With Me in Seattle #3)(10)
Author: Kristen Proby

“Yeah, they were.” I murmur and pull my phone out of my pocket. I add Will’s number to my contact list, but instead of adding his name, I label it Football Star. I smirk and open a fresh text screen.

Thank you for the beautiful flowers.

I hit send and finish my email and coffee, and begin taking report from my co-worker.

About an hour later, I feel my phone buzz in my pocket.

You’re welcome. Dinner tonight?

He doesn’t waste any time, does he? Tonight is my only evening off through the weekend. Starting tomorrow I’m working swing shifts until Monday, and let’s be honest, I want to see him.

Sure. I’m off work at six.

“Good for you, girl.” I whirl at Jill’s voice and glare at her.

“Do you always read over my shoulder?” I demand.

“No, but now that I know there’s going to be juicy stuff to read, I will be.” She winks and sashays past me into a patient’s room.

I’ll pick you up at seven.

* * *

“You look fantastic,” Will smiles when I open my front door to him. I’m in a white BoHo-style chiffon dress with a soft lace overlay, the hem hitting me mid-thigh, and my brown cowboy boots. Several long necklaces hang around my neck, a chunky cuff bracelet sits on my left wrist, and my hair is down.

“What did you do to your hair?” He asks.

I chuckle run my fingers through it. “I added a few pink strands. The kids at work think it’s fun, and so do I.”

“Me, too.” He smiles softly and steps back, ushering me out the door.

“Holy shit, you have a Shelby Mustang!” I gasp as I close the door behind me. Will stares down at me and then starts to laugh.

“It’s the same car I drove you home in after the party, Meg.”

I blink up at him and then gaze longingly at his car. I rode in a Shelby and don’t remember? Impossible!

“Please tell me I didn’t throw up in it.”

“Thankfully, no.” He grins down at me and tucks a pink strand of my hair behind my ear.

“Where are we going?” I ask as he follows me down to his spectacular car and opens the door for me.

“I thought we’d just go to a place downtown for dinner and maybe take a walk by the water front.”

Instead of sitting in the leather seat, I walk to the rear of the car and gaze at the snake emblem, the chrome, hell, even the tires are pretty.

The car is black, all black, with tinted windows, making the chrome look even shinier. I feel my eyes glass over and I sigh.

“Meg?”

“Huh?” I glance up into Will’s amused blue eyes and shake my head ruefully. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Are you okay?” he asks with a chuckle and moves to me, settles his big hand at the small of my back, and between his touch and this car, I can’t breathe.

“This is a Shelby.” I state, as if that explains everything.

“I know,” he responds. “Are you a motor-head?”

“No, I just really, really love your car.” Jesus, I love his car. This car is sexy as hell. Suddenly, I picture myself going down on him in the front seat as he drives and I gasp, squeeze my thighs together and run my fingers through my loose hair.

“What just went through that amazing head of yours?” he asks, his eyes narrowed, as he grips my shoulders and turns me to face him. I swallow.

“Nothing.” I lie.

“You’re a horrible liar.”

“Let’s just say, this car is really sexy, and does things to me,” I respond, not looking him in the eye.

“Really,” he drawls and smiles widely. He takes a tiny step closer, and tips my face up to look at him. His other hand snakes around my waist and he starts to lower his face to mine, but I step quickly out of his embrace.

“Don’t get any ideas.” I warn him and walk over to the open passenger door. He steps in front of me, blocking my way.

“Why not?” he asks.

“This is only a first date,” I remind him.

“So?”

“So, no ideas, Montgomery.” I try to look stern, but can’t help but smile at him. He’s just too… Will.

“Don’t tell me you have that stupid girl three-date-rule?”

I shrug, but don’t answer.

Hell yes, I have a three date rule!

“Can we count the engagement party as the first date?” he asks as he steps back and allows me to slide down into the plush seat.

I’m sitting in a Shelby! Holy fuck.

“No,” I respond when he gracefully lowers his long frame into the driver’s seat.

“But I took you home,” he reminds me with a sly grin.

“But you didn’t take me there, so it wasn’t a date.”

“What about yesterday at the hospital?” he asks and merges into traffic.

“Anything that includes my job is not a date.” I laugh and run my hands along the dashboard. “This car is my every fantasy,” I whisper.

Will’s head whips around and he stares at me, his jaw dropped and then he starts to laugh, a huge, loud belly laugh and I join him, giggling like crazy.

“Great, so now you’re just using me for my car.”

“You’ll live.” I shrug. “So, how is Jules? I haven’t had a chance to call her since the party.”

“She’s good. Busy with their new business, and planning the wedding. I don’t know why they think they have to get married so soon.” He frowns and I want to run my fingers through his messy hair, but link my fingers together and keep them firmly in place in my lap.

   
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