I stopped, pulling him to halt. We faced each other. “What do you mean?”
He grinned.
I grinned.
“I’m having a good time with you this evening. Better than I thought possible. Tell me what you are doing to me?”
“Good to know. I’m also enjoying myself. Thanks for asking me out. Even if you blew me off in high school and wanted nothing to do with me, Mr. Jock and Popular. You were cruel back then. Out of my league.”
He rolled his eyes and huffed. “I’ll make it up to you here and now.”
“How do you intend to do that, Squire? I’m pretty sure you—”
I was incapable of finishing my sentence when he leaned into me and locked his lips over mine, blocking my words off with a solid and earth-shaking kiss. It felt as if the river rose around us and the clouds dropped out of the sky. My knees shoo
