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their food but she found she had no appetite. “No. I think it’s time to think about calling it a night.” He nodded and signaled for the maître d’.
His failure to try to talk her into staying disappointed her.
After settling the bill, he slipped an arm around her shoulders.
She bit her lip, hesitated, and then tentatively put an arm around his waist, under his jacket.
At her car, she moistened her lips before looking up at him. “I had a good time tonight. Thanks for—”
“I’ll follow you home,” he told her.
She met his gaze and decided not to waste her time telling him that wasn’t necessary. Besides, she liked the idea he wanted to see her safely home.
“Okay.” She extended her hand for her keys.
He reached in his pocket and placed a key fob in her palm.
She stared down at it. “You gave me your fob by mistake,” she said.
He shook his head. “I thought you might like to drive my car,” he said.
“Yes?”
“Yes.”
“I’d better not.”
“Why not, sweet?”
“Money is really tight. My budget isn’t going to stretch to cover any damage I might do it.”
“Can’t you drive?”
“Of course I can, but even a scratch on this will cost a small fortune.”
“Money isn’t tight for me.” He bent his head to brush his lips against her neck. “If you manage to do any damage, I’ll repair it. Drive it home without any worries or fears, sweet.”
“You’re sure?”
He nodded.
Smiling, she walked over to his car and slipped in.
He leaned down to tell her where a few key components were before he walked over to her car and got inside.
She took a deep breath, adjusted the driver ‘s seat, and started the car. She drove slowly for the first mile before the joy of driving such an expensive and powerful car kicked in. Then she settled back and enjoyed the remaining drive.
The small ranch home she’d bought after her divorce from Michael was located on a quiet, tree-lined cul-de-sac.
They parked in her two spots on the side of the house before getting out of their respective cars.
She walked over to him and extended his key fob.
“Did you like driving it?”
She nodded. “Oh, yes.”
“Good. Then keep it.”
“What?”
He slipped her keys back into his pocket. “I’ll have Rayna draw up a bill of sale or whatever is necessary to make our exchanging cars legal.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, but I am.”
“You can’t possibly want to drive my four-year old car.”
“You’re right. I don’t. I’ll donate it to one of Rayna’s worthy causes.”
“I’m not going to keep your car, Jay.”
“Why not?”
“Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t afford the upkeep.”
“There won’t be any besides gas. It’s only two months old.”
“Jay—”
“I’ll tell you what. Keep it for a week and see if you change your mind.”
“I can’t!”
“Of course you can. It’s fully insured and I’m not going to take no for an answer.” He took his key fob, pushed it into her handbag, and turned her towards her house. “End of discussion.” The thought of driving his car for the next week overcame her remaining reluctance. But she was not going to keep it. “Fine. I’ll keep it for a week.”
“Great. Now I’ll see you to your door, sweet.”
As they approached the entrance door, she saw two vases of red roses on the top step.
She let out a happy laugh and turned to grip the lapels of Jayvyn’s jacket. “Thank you.” After a slight moment of indecision, she stretched on her toes and pressed a quick kiss against the corner of his mouth.
He smiled. “Let me carry them inside for you.”
“Thanks.”
Inside her front door, he sat the roses on the hall table before he brushed his fingers against her neck. “What time shall I pick you up tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow? What do you mean?”
“I mean we’re having dinner tomorrow night.”
“It’s Saturday.”
“And?” He grinned. “Let me guess. You don’t eat on Saturday.”
“I
His failure to try to talk her into staying disappointed her.
After settling the bill, he slipped an arm around her shoulders.
She bit her lip, hesitated, and then tentatively put an arm around his waist, under his jacket.
At her car, she moistened her lips before looking up at him. “I had a good time tonight. Thanks for—”
“I’ll follow you home,” he told her.
She met his gaze and decided not to waste her time telling him that wasn’t necessary. Besides, she liked the idea he wanted to see her safely home.
“Okay.” She extended her hand for her keys.
He reached in his pocket and placed a key fob in her palm.
She stared down at it. “You gave me your fob by mistake,” she said.
He shook his head. “I thought you might like to drive my car,” he said.
“Yes?”
“Yes.”
“I’d better not.”
“Why not, sweet?”
“Money is really tight. My budget isn’t going to stretch to cover any damage I might do it.”
“Can’t you drive?”
“Of course I can, but even a scratch on this will cost a small fortune.”
“Money isn’t tight for me.” He bent his head to brush his lips against her neck. “If you manage to do any damage, I’ll repair it. Drive it home without any worries or fears, sweet.”
“You’re sure?”
He nodded.
Smiling, she walked over to his car and slipped in.
He leaned down to tell her where a few key components were before he walked over to her car and got inside.
She took a deep breath, adjusted the driver ‘s seat, and started the car. She drove slowly for the first mile before the joy of driving such an expensive and powerful car kicked in. Then she settled back and enjoyed the remaining drive.
The small ranch home she’d bought after her divorce from Michael was located on a quiet, tree-lined cul-de-sac.
They parked in her two spots on the side of the house before getting out of their respective cars.
She walked over to him and extended his key fob.
“Did you like driving it?”
She nodded. “Oh, yes.”
“Good. Then keep it.”
“What?”
He slipped her keys back into his pocket. “I’ll have Rayna draw up a bill of sale or whatever is necessary to make our exchanging cars legal.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, but I am.”
“You can’t possibly want to drive my four-year old car.”
“You’re right. I don’t. I’ll donate it to one of Rayna’s worthy causes.”
“I’m not going to keep your car, Jay.”
“Why not?”
“Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t afford the upkeep.”
“There won’t be any besides gas. It’s only two months old.”
“Jay—”
“I’ll tell you what. Keep it for a week and see if you change your mind.”
“I can’t!”
“Of course you can. It’s fully insured and I’m not going to take no for an answer.” He took his key fob, pushed it into her handbag, and turned her towards her house. “End of discussion.” The thought of driving his car for the next week overcame her remaining reluctance. But she was not going to keep it. “Fine. I’ll keep it for a week.”
“Great. Now I’ll see you to your door, sweet.”
As they approached the entrance door, she saw two vases of red roses on the top step.
She let out a happy laugh and turned to grip the lapels of Jayvyn’s jacket. “Thank you.” After a slight moment of indecision, she stretched on her toes and pressed a quick kiss against the corner of his mouth.
He smiled. “Let me carry them inside for you.”
“Thanks.”
Inside her front door, he sat the roses on the hall table before he brushed his fingers against her neck. “What time shall I pick you up tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow? What do you mean?”
“I mean we’re having dinner tomorrow night.”
“It’s Saturday.”
“And?” He grinned. “Let me guess. You don’t eat on Saturday.”
“I
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