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panic I feel from Logan’s absurd texts and the lust between my legs that Tanner just gave me. “It’s okay. Sometimes it’s unavoidable.”
    “Do you like surprises, Samantha?” The mischief in his voice almost seduces me right there in my chair.
    “Depends.” I flirt.
    He stands up and holds his hand out for mine with excitement in his eyes, “Come on. I have one for you.”
     
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    Amber shine from the street lights above reflect off the shiny black American Quarter Horse that is waiting for us outside the restaurant. He’s breathtaking. Majestic. He’s absolutely beautiful standing patiently with an open top white carriage behind him.
    “Tanner, this is beautiful,” I gasp turning to him.
    “It gets better,” he beams. He motions to the carriage, “After you.”
    He holds my hand helping me up into it then slides in right beside me. My skin buzzes at the raging current passing between us when his leg touches mine. I smile nervously trying desperately not to show him the torment he causes my body.
    He tells Mack, the driver, to just stroll around the city, and with a soft push we’re being carried down the streets of Charlotte. Echoes of heavy hooves bounce off the buildings around us, steady and solid. We pass by the Bank of America Tower shining its bright white lights into the night sky, illuminating the low lying clouds. We continue on, passing the beautiful Hearst building, the hooves echoing, completely hypnotizing. The street lamps glow down on us as we pass, the people on the streets stop and stare, and the people in the cars break their necks to see who we are hoping for a glimpse of a celebrity. I am a celebrity starring in my very own movie produced by Tanner. I’m in awe. I’ve never experienced anything like this.
    He rubs my shoulders. “Are you cold?” His simple touch ignites the pull in my chest and causes me to shudder.
    My heart skips a beat at the affection his eyes show, glinting with the passing street lights. “Not at all. It’s a beautiful night.”
    “I figured you might like this,” he says proudly.
    The Duke Energy building comes into perfect view standing tall against the black night sky lighting itself up with Carolina blue dripping down the side. I love how this building changes its colors for different events. Football games, parades, and holidays, but the Carolina blue show is the best, pulling pride out from anyone who can see it.
    “Mack, to my car please,” he commands the driver. My heart aches a little, not wanting this little fairy tale to end.
    The ride home is quiet. He’s out of my league , I think to myself. Tanner enjoys the finer things in life, and I’m happy with simplicity. Polar opposites. I sigh privately for feeling this way. I feel Tanner’s eyes raking across me, but I keep my view out the window of his BMW. I don’t need to see what he’s thinking, I’m sure he’s confused that I’ve shut down.
    We arrive at my apartment and just like the perfect gentlemen he’s been, he walks me to the door. “I had a good time tonight, Samantha.” He says, his voice soft.
    “So did I,” I say slowly, discouraged by having a drop dead gorgeous man flower me with extravagance but hating the fancy that comes with it.
    He grabs my hands brushing his thumbs across my knuckles. “What’s wrong?”
    I cringe inside. Here it goes. “I had a great time tonight, but this isn’t me. You made me feel like I was in a fairy tale, something I’ve never experienced before. Something I’ve only hoped for, but…I think you’re out of my league. I don’t have, nor do I want, any of the fanciness.” That sucked the air right out of my lungs.
    A gleam of pleasure flashes in his eyes. “Can you make a deal with me?”
    “Um, sure.” I murmur confused. I just told him he’s not for me and he looks pleased?
    He squeezes my hands. “See me again tomorrow.”
    “You want to see me again?” I was definitely unprepared for that