Reese paused from picking up a sushi piece and looked over at him. “Yeah?”

“We have this party thing that Elli is having for us before the playoffs start. Can you come with me?”

She smiled as she said, “Sure, when is it?”

“Thursday.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

“Okay awesome, because I don’t want to take my niece. She’d kill me in the Hunger Games, you know?”

She rolled her eyes as they started back up on why Claire would kill him and how he would kill her before she could even think to kill him, and Reese decided that these two were crazy. But then she decided that she liked their crazy. A lot, and that she’d rather be around them and all their crazy than be anywhere else.

Phillip pulled the sleeves of his suit to his wrist as he stepped out of the limo that he had rented for the night. The driver tipped his hat to him, handing him the big bouquet of red roses, before he started for Reese’s door. Phillip was nervous, and he was pretty sure it was because Reese might think this was a date and that could be because it was a date. He could remember their conversation like it was yesterday, when he told her that she’d know when they were on a date. There would be flowers, a driver, and his hands would never leave her sweet body. Popping another button at the neck of his white shirt, Phillip made his way up the steps but, before he could get to the door, it opened and there stood his date.

His heart.

Reese was stunning. Mouthwatering. Mind blowing. If he were to look in the dictionary under most gorgeous girl in the world, Reese’s picture would be there. Corny? Yes, yes, it was but he didn’t care. She was beautiful and left him speechless. Standing tall in silver heels, she wore a short, black sparkling dress that she had covered with a long, black coat. He couldn’t wait to see the back because he knew Reese, and he knew that her gorgeous tree tattoo was probably on display. Her hair was down in loose curls, her makeup dark, making her eyes look dangerous and mischievous. Looking up and down her gorgeous body, Phillip found himself fighting for his next breath as he held out the roses for her.

“Oh my goodness, Phillip, they are gorgeous.”

“Not as gorgeous as you,” he said. He knew it was cheesy but, to his delight, she grinned up at him as she took the flowers.

“Well, thank you, you are looking mighty smoking tonight,” she said, flipping up the lapel of his sports coat. She turned, and he followed her inside. He could only watch as she laid the flowers on her desk before getting a vase and filling it with water in the bathroom. Placing the flowers in the water, she made sure they were good before turning to him and saying, “You really didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to.”

She smiled shyly at him and took a step closer, battering her long eyelashes sweetly at him as she said, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he said, snaking his arms around her waist inside her jacket. When his hand came to her bare back, he groaned inwardly. “Where is the back of your dress?” he teased with a sneaky smile.

“Oh, it didn’t come with one,” she answered with a wink.

He brought her in closer, pressing his lips to her glossed-up ones before kissing her long and hard, his body tingling under her touch. Pulling away slowly, he looked deep in her eyes and again the words were there. Her eyes were hooded, her lips parted as she searched his eyes too. In a way, he thought he saw the words in her eyes but that couldn’t be. Or could it?

“We should probably go because we might end up not leaving and making a bee line for the bedroom,” she joked.

“Oh baby, if I wanted to, I’d take you on this desk,” he growled, bringing her closer and smashing his lips to hers. Her leg hooked around his as she moved her tongue with his, devouring his mouth and causing his heart to beat out of control. She drove him crazy, utterly crazy, but he couldn’t imagine it any other way. Tearing his mouth from hers, he kissed her nose before lacing his fingers with hers. “You ready?”

She took in a deep breath. “So no taking me against the desk?”

He smiled. “No, the driver is waiting for us.”

“Driver?” she asked as he pulled her out the door, locking it behind them.

“Yeah.”

“Why couldn’t you drive?”

“Cause I want my hands on you all night long,” he whispered in her ear as the driver opened the door for them.

She looked up at him, eyeing him before saying, “I’ve heard this before.”

He laughed. “Maybe.”

She eyed him more before he said, “Get in the limo.”

“Pushy, pushy,” she teased before sliding into the seat.

Once he was seated beside her, he said, “You’ve never complained before.”

She closed her eyes as she snuggled in close to him. He wrapped an arm around her, kissing her temple. When the car took off, she whispered, “This is nice.”

“It is,” he whispered, sliding his hand inside her jacket and stroking her back slowly.

They rode in silence for a few moments before Reese said, “I’ve never been in a limo before.”

“Really?” he asked surprised.

“Nope.”

“Not even for prom?”

“No, I road in my date’s pickup truck and then had sex in the back. It was fantastic.”

Phillip laughed. “Sounds like it.”

She looked up at him, her eyes dark as she whispered, “I’m kind of turned on by this limo right now.”