Chapter 145

“Please tell me you don’t want to hump in the back of your car in the parking garage.”

“Hey, there’s a thought.” He gave a fake enthusiastic thumbs-up. “Nah, I have more class than that.”

“Whew.”

He gazed at her with obvious affection, then lowered his head and kissed her again, differently this time, more the way he had that evening in the hallway outside her bathroom, gently, lingeringly, the way that left her a hollow shell of herself, a brainless, boneless mess of feelings. One of which was fear. Please don’t let Michelle be right.

“Okay.” He moved away reluctantly, smoothed back her hair. “We’ll wait. Back on schedule.”

She tried to shake away her odd mood. “Schedule? You do schedules?”

“I’m only Mr. Spontaneous in comparison to you.”

She scowled in mock anger. “Evil, evil man.”

“And to be honest. I have to be somewhere in about half an hour. Now that you’ve ruled out humping in the garage…”

“Ah.” She tried desperately not t