“That’s exactly what it felt like.” Wes stretched and popped his back. “Let’s take my truck if we ever need to go on a road trip. That’s not a car. It’s a jack-in-the-box.” “Deal.” “Do you have plans later tonight?” Wes asked, almost shy. “Wes, you’re my plans. You’re my boyfriend. I don’t do anything without you. I don’t want to do anything without you.” Wes bit his lip and grinned. “Okay. Then get in your jack-in-the-box car and follow me.”
