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"Well…" My voice trails off A few hours is too long for me to be without my cell "I do What if aze softens, fills with understanding "Can you put it in your--bra?"

I actually giggle And I never giggle "I’m surprised you know that old bar trick" I sober up "I can’t I’ue Just saying that orth his reaction alone "I can keep it in my pocket if you want"

"Really? Thanks I appreciate it" I set the phone on vibrate and hand it over, our fingers brushing Electricity shoots up my arm and rub at it absently while I watch Drew slip o We’ll uesthouse toward the giant four-car garage These people live in such excess, it’s staggering "We’re going to ride with them?"

"My dad insists" He doesn’t look too pleased which reassures uess we could take advantage and get shit faced drunk if ant"

I’ve seen him at La Salle’s plenty of times "I’ve never seen you drunk Froet out of control Todrunk equals out of control"

He glances over at ured out"

"Not quite," Ihis secrets extra close

"Aren’t you bringing a coat?"

I shake asp that wants to escape when he scoops up my hand with his My reaction to him is so ridiculous and I really need to learn how to control it Everything between us isn’t real and I have to reers entwined with his feels really, really good

"You’re going to get cold," he says as we stop in front of the garage and wait for his parents A hint of satisfaction rolls throughat us fro for them

"Maybe you’ll keep e his upper ar at his rock hard biceps I’ve been hoping to catch a glimpse of him with his shirt off, but it hasn’t happened yet I know beneath the clothes he’s built like a god, and I want to see all that oodness

He lifts a brow I really love it when he does that "Are you flirting with me?"

I’m about to flirt so hurriedly toward us as one of the garage doors open, revealing a gorgeous black Range Rover parked within I try to act all nonchalant as we approach the car, Drew opening the door for me so I can slip inside the back seat first I don’t expect hiers tickle the back of h for the briefest second

But e settle in our seats, his expression is coined it

His parents aren’t really talking and that ht Or if they’re still pissed because I took too long Drew reassured me earlier the dinner didn’t start until seven so even noe still have a half hour But ood table Crap, I don’t know

I’ into this blind and I’ain and when I look up at him, he smiles at me in the darkness I have this sudden sense that it’s the two of us against the world We’re in this together and we have to depend on each other to get through it Sounds completely dramatic and silly but I can’t help the way I feel

I also can’t help but stare at hi at the masculine beauty of his face It’s so unfair when people are so sickeningly good looking and that’s Drew He should disgust eous

Instead helighter froer I look at hi

When he turns to ht of it reassuringheart and I blurt out the first question I can think of "What does the D stand for?"

He frowns and shakes his head "What D?"

"Yourhis parents aren’t listening to us His dad is backing the car out of the garage and Adele isto him, but I can’t e-oldkind of flirtatious too I like it Makes theon in the front seat "Du, he shakes his head "No"

I tap ainst oes with the whole Callahan Irish theh a few other D choices, all of theht one

"David," I whisper

His sot it"

"Do I win a prize?" I return his smile

"Sure," he says easily "What do you want?"

"You’re asking me? Shouldn’t you determine the prize?"

"You can have whatever you want" He skitters his thu a flurry of shivers across my skin "Naave hiht but other than that, nothing And that’s what I want A kiss fro