Page 53 of Losing an Edge

“I’ll be there with bells on.”

“I won’t tell Jesse that last part, or he’ll try to hold you to it.”

He paid our bill and left a tip for our waiter before we headed back out to his car. He opened the door for me, but before I could climb in, he leaned in for a kiss. Not a wild and crazy one like the first had been. This one was slow and hot—scorching, almost—with the kind of heat that bubbled up from my belly and left me desperate for more. One of his arms slipped behind my back, holding me close to him, but not as close as I wanted to be.

“What was that for?” I murmured against his lips when he broke it off without backing away.

“Because, since I’m your man now, I can kiss you and all that other gross stuff.” He trailed the tip of his finger over my lips a few times, leaving me panting. Breathless. Then he pressed his lips against mine again, hard and fast and hungry. “I could get used to this, Cadence.”

“So could I.” Every time he kissed me, I felt a bit tipsy. Almost drunk, but from lust instead of alcohol. It was addictive. I bit my lower lip, and his eyes went straight there.

“Every time you do that, I think about biting you.”

“Do you?” I could barely speak, because my lungs weren’t working anymore.

“I do. Like this.” His lips pressed against the side of my jaw. His tongue followed, and then he nipped me, sharply enough to make me gasp for air, but not hard enough to cause true pain. “Only I want to do it everywhere,” he said.

“Everywhere?” My head was swimming, and I felt dizzy, so I grabbed hold of his biceps to keep from falling back into the car. It was too soon to back away from him, too soon to lose that contact. His touch steadied me even as it left me lightheaded.

He brought his hand forward until the backs of his knuckles brushed the side of my breast, making me shiver. “Everywhere.”

It sounded like a promise. I latched on to it, determined to hold him to his word.

“Get in the car, Cadence,” he said, his forehead bent down until it pressed to mine. “I need to take you home before I forget everything about how I’ve told myself this has to go.”

“Do you always follow the rules?”

“Usually.” He grinned at me, but his eyes were still dark with the same heat surrounding and filling me. “But you make me want to break them.”

I laughed as I lowered myself into the car. Levi closed the door and went around the front to climb in on the driver’s side. After he started the ignition, he froze, staring out the window on my side.

“What?” I asked, turning to follow his gaze.

“Doesn’t that look like Guy’s car? The silver one under the light. I remember it from the parking lot at the rink.”

My heart stopped. “It does.” It didn’t simply look familiar. There was no doubt it was Guy’s car. Which meant Guy was here.

Levi pressed the button to lock his car doors. “It was parked down the street from your brother’s house last night when I left, too.” He put the car in reverse. “Take out your phone and call the police.”