He paid the bill. The whole bill, and he left the kid a decent tip. Even with him being upset at the kid at first, he left him at least a twenty percent tip. He guided me back to the car with his hand resting possessively on my lower back. Nothing too aggressive, but enough to make me realize that this man knew how to drive me crazy just by being around.
When he opened my door for me, he helped me into the front seat of his custom Charger and then closed the door softly behind me. I put on my seatbelt and he ran around to the other side to climb into the driver’s seat. When he got in, he chuckled and looked over at me. “So, baby girl, is there anywhere else you want to go tonight? Maybe to the fabric store or maybe to go for a walk in the park?”
I giggle and shake my head slowly with a
