The Proposal & Solid Soul - Brenda Jackson [105]
His gaze had pinned her with a measured look. “And what if I told you that I see things differently?”
“Then my response is that you need a new pair of eyes.”
“I have very good vision, Kylie.” He’d then strolled to the passenger side of her car and got inside.
Bringing her thoughts back to the present, she took another quick glance over at him. He was sprawled in the seat next to her. His muscular body fit nicely into her Altima, although his broad shoulders took up a lot of space. His legs were long and his seat was pushed as far back as it could go to accommodate his height. His head lay back against the headrest and his eyes were closed.
Evidently the trip had tired him out, but not enough to stop him from engaging in a little mouth exercise with her a couple of times. She had begun thinking of their kisses as TST—taste, stroke and tangle—because each time they kissed he tried a new technique on her mouth that centered around those three basic elements.
“You’re tired,” she decided to say when she came to a traffic light. “Are you sure you want me to take you to the dealership to pick up your truck instead of taking you home? It might be a good idea for you to go to bed.”
He opened his eyes, titled his head and let his gaze fasten on hers. “If you were to take me home and I got into bed, would you get in there with me and keep me company?” he asked, his voice low and sexy.
She inhaled deeply. Although he had phrased the question in a roundabout way, technically he had just hinted at the possibility of her sleeping with him. “No. I’d take you home and put you to bed, but I wouldn’t get in that bed with you.”
He smiled. “Spoilsport.”
She chuckled and turned her attention back to the road when the traffic light changed. “I might be at that, but it seems I’m the one destined to keep us out of trouble.”
“Some trouble I might like,” he murmured in a low voice leaden with exhaustion, before closing his eyes again.
“And what if Marcus had that same attitude?”
“When he gets to my age he’s welcome to it, but while he’s underage, I decide what he likes and doesn’t like. And stop comparing us to our kids, Kylie. Like I told you before, we’re adults. They aren’t.”
“Sorry, I keep forgetting,” she said sarcastically.
“It will behoove you to remember. The next time you forget it will cost you.”
She lifted an eyebrow. “Cost me what?”
“A kiss. Right then and there. Even if it’s in front of those two kids of ours.”
She frowned and took a quick glance at him and saw that his eyes were open and he was staring at her. His expression was serious. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“I wouldn’t count on that if I were you.”
And Kylie was smart enough to know not to. She pulled her car into the dealership, parked it and turned to him. “And just what would doing something like that prove?”
“It would prove that our kids wouldn’t have a problem with anything developing between us.”
“But I’d still have a problem with it. I won’t let any man use me to slake his sexual cravings.”
In a flash Chance snapped the seatbelt off his body and before she could get out her next breath he loomed over her. Blatant anger was carved in his features. “This isn’t about me slaking any sexual cravings, Kylie. But you’re so out of practice with men that you wouldn’t know that, would you? Well, let me tell you something, not about men in general but about this man in particular,” he said pointing to himself. “I won’t ever use you just to slake any sexual cravings, so don’t try making my wanting you as anything sullied or dirty.
“It’s the most natural thing in the world for a man to desire a woman and vice versa. I won’t apologize for it. When we do make love, Kylie, it will be a mutual thing. You’ll want it as much as I do, so don’t kid yourself into believing otherwise. And when it comes to me there’s something else you need to keep in mind.”
“And what’s that?” she asked softly.
“When there’s something I want, I won’t give up until I get it.”
“WHEN WE DO MAKE LOVE, Kylie, it will be a mutual thing. You’ll want it as much as I