Page 93 of Impulse

She eyed him suspiciously.“When are we going to your friend’s house?”

He checked at his watch.“Five.We have three hours to kill.How do we spend it since you don’t want to shop?”

“We’ll do whatever you want if”—she extended her hand—“you let me drive.”

That was a no-brainer.He didn’t even argue with her.He handed her the car keys and traded places with her.Her eyes widened when he pulled out the remote.

She looked at it and shook her head.“No, Lex.You can’t use that while I’m driving.”

“Sorry, babe.You don’t decide what I can or cannot do.”But he placed the remote in the tray between their seats.Teaching her to trust him was going to be fun.

“I swear, one of these days…” She started the car.

Her favorite restaurant turned out to be a fast food joint.He couldn’t remember the last time he ate burgers and fries, but his mouth watered with anticipation.He reached for his wallet after they placed their order.

“Put that away, Lex.I’m paying,” she said, handing the cashier the money.

“I thought we agreed—”

“No, we didn’t.You insisted and said it wasn’t negotiable.This is my treat.”

“Really?This?”He took a handful of fries and shoved them in his mouth.Hmm, they were good.Cripsy.He reached for more.

“When was the last time you had burgers and fries?”

It had been years.“Last month.”

“Liar.”

“A couple of years.I’d forgotten how good they taste.”

She laughed, the sound filling the car.He’d missed hearing it.“Want some?”

He fed her as she drove.She was anal about how she ate her fries.One at a time.It wasn’t until she parked outside her apartment that he brought up the question that had been bothering him.“What is The Fearless Finnegans?”

“Somehow, I knew you’d bring that up.How about we carry all our purchases and food inside, and then we can talk while eating?”

“I’ve finished my fries.We should have bought more.”He grabbed the bags of food and the two drinks, and had a burger in his hand by the time he reached the door.

“Seriously?You’re eating first instead of taking in my things?”Jillian asked.She was by the back door of the Phantom.

Lex grinned and took a big bite of the burger.“Hmm, this is good.Want a bite?”She shook her head.“You don’t know what you’re missing.”He was reaching for more fries when he saw two men step out of a black SUV across from her house.Something about them was off.

“Hey, those are my fries,” Jillian yelled and abandoned the car.

A bad feeling washed over him when the men looked furtively around and started toward them.The bald-headed guy realized Lex had noticed them and lifted the edge of his jacket to reveal the butt of a gun.

Unaware of what was happening, Jillian snatched the bag of food from his hand and said something he missed.

“Come on.Unlock the door quickly,” Lex said from the corner of his mouth.

She chuckled.“You really must be starving.”

“Just do it, Jillian,” he snapped.

“Watch that tone, mister.”Instead of opening the door, she pointed the key at him, noticed his expression—which he was sure showed his unease—followed the direction of his gaze, and whimpered.

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