going to the fundraiser with you, after which I’ll drop you off at your house and our adventure ends. Deal?”
She nodded. “Deal.”
“Let’s go. We can take my car. I’ll drive you back here Sunday evening to get yours.”
Sara was relieved that no one was standing in line for the restroom when they walked out together. She couldn’t recall if she’d made any noise. The man really had driven her out of her mind. She had never lost touch with reality quite so completely. Or so beautifully.
She waited near the door as he said good-bye to Josh, blushing when their friend glanced her way. Damn man’s eyebrows nearly touched his hairline. Not that she could blame Josh. To say she was acting out of character was an understatement.
In fact, she was two seconds away from reconsidering the whole thing when Kellan returned. “Ready?”
She hesitated. “What did Josh say?”
Kellan shrugged. “Does it matter?”
“He thinks we’re making a mistake, doesn’t he?”
“It’s Josh. If there’s a more impulsive, hedonistic guy on the planet, I’d like to see you point him out.”
She raised her finger and pointed in Kellan’s direction.
Kellan couldn’t fault her answer. It was spot on, and he knew it. “Very funny. Can we go now?”
“Yeah. Sure.”
He placed his hand on her lower back as they crossed the parking lot. She tried to find a way to fill the silence.
“Congratulations, by the way, on accomplishing the sex in public part of your wish list so quickly.”
Kellan’s grin grew as he shook his head. “Oh no, Scrubs. What happened in that ladies’ room doesn’t count. When I say sex in public, I mean me buried balls deep inside of you, not that tame experience back there.”
Tame?
Sara narrowed her eyes at his knowing chuckle. He was enjoying this a little too much. Time to reclaim some control.
She thanked him when he opened the passenger door of his Audi R8 for her. She never failed to feel as if she was sitting on the ground in his fancy sports car. The confined, almost intimate space was a far cry from the roominess of her Kia Sorrento. Sadly, the night was just a touch too chilly for him to put the top down. He’d taken her for a ride in the convertible shortly after he bought the car late last summer.
She’d teased him for the flashy purchase and accused him of using it to pick up women who were stupid enough to be impressed by his pretty hunk of metal. As always, he’d laughed at her joke, then tossed a few back at her, making fun of her hockey mom car.
Sara ran her hand along the soft leather seat as Kellan claimed his spot behind the steering wheel. Once again, she felt that slight pang of panic, concerned she was making a big mistake, but she dismissed it.
After a lifetime of playing it safe, Sara was tired of it. She was pissed as hell when she thought about how she’d lost three years of her life with the world’s safest man, all because David was reliable. She had always avoided playboys like Kellan because her goal was—and always had been—finding lasting commitment.
While that hadn’t changed, she didn’t see any harm in taking the weekend off. The way she’d come apart in Kellan’s arms only proved that she needed this opportunity to blow off some steam…in bed.
As Kellan pulled out of the parking lot, she turned to face him.
He glanced over. “Second thoughts already?”
“Can you blame me?”
“No. That’s why I’m driving you to my house instead of having you follow me in your car. Less opportunity for escape.”
“So I’m going to be your captive for the weekend?”
Kellan winked. “I’m not going to pretend I don’t like the sound of that.”
“I suppose that falls under that bondage thing you’ve requested.”
He nodded, his eyes darkening, his expression growing serious. “Could also work as part of that role-playing you’re interested in. So, how far are you willing to go this weekend?”
Sara wasn’t sure how to respond. “That’s a loaded question.”
“You used the words wild and kinky. In my mind, that sounded a lot like carte blanche.”
She snickered. “Of course it did.”
A smart woman would put some sort of limitations on what they did, would attempt to rein Kellan in a little bit, but Sara didn’t want to do that. Now that she’d scaled the wall of should we or shouldn’t we, she was ready to take the grand tour.
Kellan took the ramp onto the highway. “You know, given what happened in