I burst out laughing. “And what does wined and dined look like to you?” He jumps in the driver’s seat, pulling away from the curb with a devilish smirk. “Spending time with you.” “That’s a bit lackluster.” “Not from where I’m sitting.” The heat that fills my veins is like an inferno. I have to look out the window so he doesn’t see the blush creeping across my cheeks. This man and his words. They’re going to be my undoing.
