Chapter Seven
Cayce
It felt odd, sitting in the passenger seat of my own truck. But looking at Zurie as she sat behind the wheel of my four-wheel-drive did something to me that nothing ever had. It turned me on in ways I didn’t know were possible. “I hope I’m not offending you when I say that you look good driving my truck, girl.”
“You’re drunk, so I’ll let that slide,” she said with a crooked smile.
“I am not drunk.” I’d had four beers. It took a hell of a lot more than that to get the best of me. I was glad to hear that she would let that compliment slide, though. “You know, I believe in equality between the sexes. And I do think we all should become better at letting others know we’re attracted to them without coming on so strong that it is offensive. That said, I’m still a good ol’
