Chapter 62

Tasha’s POV 

He was still admiring the view when I came back down the steps.

I'd switched out my pencil skirt for a brand-new pair of dark jeans and dainty but comfortable leather moccasins. 

"I'll drive," I said. "My neighborhood can get a little confusing." We wound down the tight little streets, past a rocky beach, and then over another crest to the corner by the bay where the native plant nursery lay. 

Rainer jumped out of my car and opened the door for me. "I saw three bridges from the top of that crest," Rainer said. 

"I didn't know any of this was here." I rolled my eyes.

 "No one ever thinks there's anything outside of San Francisco."

 "Honestly," Rainer said. 

"I think I might like your view better than my own." I had a flash of what he would look like standing in my living. The far-off city lights twinkle behind him. 

His shirt was loose and open when he turned to gather me into h