Whiskey Sour (Crow Bar Brute Squad Book 3) by Abby Knox

Author:Abby Knox [Knox, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Author Abby Knox, LLC
Published: 2021-02-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Dash

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He had never seen a quiet and demure side of Harper before and started to wonder if she was secretly planning something he needed to know about.

Twenty-four hours ago, he would not want to know. At that moment, he was waiting for her to get ready for their first date? He wanted to know everything she was up to.

She exited the bathroom wearing a pair of jeans ripped at the knee, the material hugging her shapely thighs. Unlike the bulky layers she usually wore, the fitted turtleneck sweater showed off every dip and curve of her shape.

"I've never seen that before," he said.

"You've never noticed it before. You've rarely seen me outside of my parka or my industrial apron at the distillery."

"Not true. Last summer, you wore the purple bikini to the beach."

She blushed. "It's a tankini."

"I don't know what the fuck is a tankini. All I know is it showed too much bare skin, and I had to keep my eye on you all day, especially when the beach was crowded."

Harper slinked over to where he sat on the edge of the bed and straddled him. "Lynwood Dashell Fitzgerald. You really were obsessed with me."

For once, she said that without any fear or confusion or judgment. She stated the facts.

"Correction. I am obsessed."

He watched the red flush hit her cheeks, making her freckles pop out in contrast. Just to drive the point home, he slid his arms around her hips and cinched her close.

She ground against his pelvis, pulling a groan from his throat.

"I like this view. I'm gonna enjoy fucking you like this later," he growled.

She leaned in and kissed him close to his ear. "Why wait?"

Dash groaned. He had a plan for that day, and as much as he would love to keep Harper cooped up in this house with him all weekend, he wanted to do this right. If this was a real relationship, there needed to be more than sex.

"Because then we'll miss the 10 a.m. boat."

"Boat? What boat?"

"It's a nice day, the snow is melting, the river is flowing again, and I want to do the architecture tour with you."

Her eyes narrowed. "But it's freezing."

"We'll take a blanket, and I'll keep you warm."

She thought about it. "Sure. I've always wanted to do the boat tour."

"And then we can have lunch on the Riverwalk, and don't even try to tell me it's too expensive because I don't want to hear it."

Harper pursed her lips and tried to look innocent. "I wasn't going to protest," she said.

"Let's go, or we'll miss the boat."

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