and she slowly turned her head to peer at the woman outside the car. “Good morning, Grandma,” she said in a squeaky voice.
Great. What a wonderful first impression he was making on another of Toni’s relatives.
“Do you want them?” Grandma waved the garment at her.
“Yes, please.” Toni leaned back, one arm across her bare breasts as she attempted to roll down the automatic window and keep Logan’s lap covered with hers. As the car wasn’t running, the button didn’t respond to her persistent fingertip.
“Can you get me a robe?” Toni asked.
“Is that your boyfriend?” her grandmother yelled at the glass.
“Nope. I always meet strangers in the driveway for sex in unfamiliar cars.”
Logan’s jaw dropped, but her grandma just laughed. “I’ll leave these here,” she said and tucked Toni’s panties under the windshield wiper. “And go get a robe.”
“And some shoes, please!”
Her grandma nodded, offered a coy wink to Logan, who wasn’t sure if he should be mortified or amused, and then headed toward the house.
“I’m glad it was Grandma who discovered us and not Birdie or my mom,” Toni said.
“You’re glad?”
“Relatively speaking,” she said as she slid off his lap. She winced when she attempted to straighten one leg. “Let’s agree to never fall asleep in that position again.”
“Deal.” He cringed as he peeled his ass off leather. “If Justin finds out what’s been on his back seat, I’m afraid he’s going to have to burn his car.”
Toni laughed and leaned over the front seat in her journey to recover her panties. Logan groaned at the glorious sight her bare ass presented to him as she scrambled to get behind the wheel. The car started with a loud vroom, idling with the low ferocity only an eight-cylinder could produce.
“And if he finds out what’s been on his front seat,” Logan said, “he’s going to get a boner every time he drives.”
Toni snorted. “I highly doubt that.” She rolled down the window and rescued her panties from beneath the windshield wiper, then squirmed into them. With one arm over her boobs, she eased the door open and grabbed some of Logan’s clothes from the ground outside, tossing them into the back before closing the door. Visibly shivering, she fiddled with the heater while he acrobatically donned his underwear, jeans, and one shoe.
“Did you find my shirt?” he asked, grateful that his junk was covered. But her grandmother was headed back in their direction, and he still wasn’t what he’d consider respectable.
“I couldn’t reach it. If I could, I’d be wearing it. I’m f-freezing.” Her teeth chattered as she shuddered.
He leaned over the seat and kissed her chilled shoulder. “I can’t believe you aren’t upset about this.”
“I’m too happy that you’re here to care. I’m just glad Birdie didn’t catch us. Her questions would have been endless.”
Still holding her boobs with one arm, Toni rolled down the window when her grandmother reached the side of the car. Toni took the proffered fluffy pink robe and slid her arms into the sleeves. Next she wriggled her feet into a pair of slippers.
Her grandmother leaned into the car and extended her hand to Logan, who took it uncertainly.
“I’m Joanna. You must be the guy with all the flowers.”
Logan felt a blush rush up his neck to his cheeks. “Yeah. That would be me trying to get your granddaughter’s attention.”
“I’d say it worked.” Joanna chuckled and released his hand.
“I’m Logan, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, Logan. Come on inside for breakfast,” she said. She picked up Logan’s shirt from the ground and instead of handing it to him, she carried it with her into the house.
“She took my shirt,” Logan said.
“Can’t blame her,” Toni said. “You look scrumptious in nothing but those jeans.”
Toni rolled up the window and shut off the car before climbing out into the chilly, damp air. She flipped the seat forward to let him out, and he hopped around in the gravel on one foot as he rescued his other shoe from beneath the car.
Once he had it on, he drew Toni against him and ran his hands over her terry-cloth-encased ass to pull her closer. He leaned in for a kiss, but she turned her head.
“You do not want to kiss me right now,” she said. “My breath is toxic.”
“I do want to kiss you right now,” he said, capturing her jaw in his hand and turning her face toward his. “I want to kiss you every morning.”
She buried her fingers in his hair and smiled up at him.