Chapter 14 Spending The Time At His

• He decided that we should have dinner first before we end the night at his. He drove with his hand still high on my thigh. He smirked, knowing that I was definitely feeling his small touches.
• "Lori, you're good?" He was teasing me. We just arrived at the garage parking lot of the restaurant building. His window was tinted, and it was getting dark outside.
• "Good. I'm good James." But I was breathing heavily when he unnecessarily helped me unbuckle my seat belt.