liked even more was having her pressed to him. He didn’t even take them directly to their final spot for the date, but took a longer route after their meal.
She’d gotten off and had removed her helmet, but he remained there. Parker angled his body to where he could better see her. The afternoon sun, having lowered a bit in the sky, still shone off the thick curls she had and her skin. His fingertips burned with a need to touch her, mark her, claim her. Forever.
Her brown eyes sparkled as she gazed down at him. Even viewing her from behind his mirrored shades couldn’t take away from her beauty.
“Definitely not a movie theater. What are we doing here?”
He rose with an easy push and loved how she tipped her head back as if she could see his eyes as easily as he could see hers. Chucking her under the chin, he grinned.
“I told you to trust me.”
“I’m not complaining, just wondering what we’re doing here.”
He bent to one of the black saddlebags and pulled out the discs, waving them back and forth.
“Disc golf? Hell yes. Be prepared to get your ass kicked, marine.” She bounced on her toes, rubbing her hands together.
“Really?” He held the discs over her head where she couldn’t reach them, even if she continued to hop as she did currently. No complaints on the view it presented him, though. “Gonna be hard for you to do anything without a disc to throw.” A wicked grin. “Keep bouncing, though, because that is fucking turning me on.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Good. Then you have a memory to use at night while you have your tissue and bottle of lotion.”
And just like that, she won. He tsked as he handed them over.
“You play dirty.”
Her expression, again totally open and free. “You like dirty.”
“I like everything with you, baby.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Let’s get this game under way.”
She fairly vibrated with excitement. “I’ve heard they had a course here but I’ve never been. Are we doing nine or eighteen?”
To keep that joy on her face he’d fucking do thirty-six. “How about we see how bad you’re losing at nine and find out then if you’d like to continue.”
She never backed down from a challenge, that was for sure. “You know, you’re all about kicking my ass here.” One of her perfectly sculpted eyebrows rose. “Let’s make a wager on this.”
Parker crossed his arms and rolled his shoulders. “You sure you want to do that? You riding home on my cock nude is going to be pretty cold.”
“That’s what you want? Me to strip down to nothing in a park and straddle you on your bike, riding back to our place with you fucking me?”
“I don’t see a downside for me there.” She called it our place. He was so damn giddy it made him light-headed. She was viewing this as he was. True. And real.
“Can’t say I do, either. Who cares if all the other truckers and people see my naked body?”
And that statement put that thought in the crapper. He wasn’t about to let anyone else see what she gave to him.
“No.” He shook his head.
“Then what do you want?” She shook her head. “Never mind. I don’t care. You’re not going to win, so I’ll tell you what I get when I win.”
He barely withheld his snort of disbelief. “Lay it on me.”
They walked in the direction of the first tee area. She had her discs in one hand and he took her other, wanting to maintain the physical connection between them. The fact that she didn’t pull away, even though there wasn’t anyone to pretend for, had his heart swelling. She might not realize it yet, or wasn’t acknowledging the facts laid out before her, but it was meaning more and more to her.
“I want to drive your bike. Correction. I want you to teach me to drive your bike.”
He chuckled. “That’s what you want to waste your small attempt at a win on? Baby, all you had to do was ask. I would teach you that any day.” He halted her and tipped her chin up. “Did you not think I would?”
She shrugged. “You seem mighty protective of her.”
Parker peered at her over the top rims of his sunglasses. “I am, but if you want to learn, I’m more than happy to teach you.”
“And you’ll let me drive?”
God, she was so fucking adorable, watching him with those big eyes, wrapping him