“It was your idea. I simply made it happen.” I tried to hand Carla the keys, but she shook her head.
“You drive. My heart is still racing and my hands are shaky from the excitement.”
“All right. Let me know when you want to switch. It’s your car after all.”
“No, it’s not.” She gave me a heated look once we’d gotten into the car. “Besides, you’re sexy when you drive.”
I raised an eyebrow at her. “I’m not sexy the rest of the time?”
She rested her hand on my thigh and leaned across the seat to place a kiss on my neck. “You are. You know you are.”
I grinned and started up the car, even though her lingering fingers on my leg were driving me wild. I navigated us back onto the highway, but traffic was bad due to an accident up ahead. Her nails traced patterns on my jeans while we sat there
