Landon's POV:
"Normally, women just comment on the colour of the paint or the interior material." I raise an eyebrow. "It's kind of hot that you know about my car."
I glance forward, aware that Henry can hear us.
He's very discreet, but I don't want to give him a show otherwise I'd take her right here in the back of my car. In fact, the idea is so tempting that I think I might have to take her for a private drive sometime.
I catch the thought and frown; that would mean breaking a rule. Never see the same woman twice. I find myself looking for a loophole; perhaps if I spend the day with her tomorrow, it won't count.
I shake my head slightly because that would mean breaking another rule; no sleepovers.
What is she doing to me? I've only spent a few hours with her and yet she's managed
