“Were they cruel to you?” I can feel the tension rolling off him as if he’s ready to snap at that idea.
I rub my thumb over his hand. “No. My parents are wonderful. I’ve only gotten a spanking every once in a blue moon when I was a kid, and then they started grounding me when I was bad. My brother will tell you; I was the bad one. My mother and I had this talk before I left. She’s worried about me and that I’ll get myself into too much trouble. I think I have.” I look up at him.
“Trouble? No, but you might have just signed your future over to me, love.”
“That sounds like loads of trouble.” We pull into an underground parking garage.
“Nope, I promise a life of happiness and passion,” he says as he pulls into a private parking area. It’s isolated from the rest of the garage, which is pretty epic. We go inside, and there’s six other vehicles.
“We’ll see.” His mouth lands over mine, and I’m lost in his kiss.
He takes my hand and walks me about twenty feet to a glass entryway that has a bank of elevators.
“That we will, Lara. That we will.” His mouth brushes mine again as we wait for the elevator. When it dings, he pulls back and holds my hand.