More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“Do you want to go to your place now?” “For sex? Or for the dinner I prepared? Just so I know.” I wanted to laugh but I had a feeling he was being serious, and I didn’t want to laugh at him. “How about dinner, and we’ll see where the night takes us?”
His deep-brown eyes were hard to read but easy to drown in. His fingers brushed mine again, and then his pinky wrapped around mine. I bit back a grin. “Vincent. Are you holding my hand?” “I’m holding your finger. I wanted to hold your hand, but I wasn’t sure if that was allowed on a first date, and I didn’t want to be presumptuous.” I stared up into his impossibly handsome face, and my heart hammered behind my chest. “I don’t know how you ever made anyone uncomfortable. You’re incredibly sweet.”
Vincent put his foot down on the accelerator, leaving the ice-cream parlor behind us. “I dismissed myself from jail. Without permission.” I gaped at him. “You escaped? How is that even possible?” “Is it supposed to be hard?”
What the hell are you rich people doing over there? Live a little! Are you even allowed to say blow job on your side of town? Or do the heavens open so lightning can strike you down.” “Not in polite company.” “Well, there ain’t no polite company here tonight. You ready? ‘Cause that’s the clubhouse.”
