Free Driving Her Crazy by Kira Archer Page B

made her seem happy and carefree. Now that right there, that person he could like. He could more than like. Before he could get too excited over her, Cher pushed through the doors and the humid heat slapped him in the face like a wet blanket.
    He hurried to get back in the car and crank the air conditioning up.
    “Well, that was fun,” Cher said.
    “Okay, sorry. I didn’t think it would be quite that bad.”
    “ Uh huh . Well I have no intention of getting out of this car again in this getup so do you have any other bright ideas?”
    Oz couldn’t really blame her. “Actually,” he said, remembering the sign they’d passed not too far back. “I do have an idea.”
    Cher sighed. “Fine. Just wake me up when we get there.”
    She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, laying one arm over them. Oz snorted. That pose couldn’t say “prima donna” any more than if she’d had it tattooed across her forehead.
    She kept her eyes closed, like she was afraid to see what new hellhole he was going to drag her to. He couldn’t blame her, he supposed, after what he’d just subjected her to.
    He pulled into a parking lot and stopped the car.
    Cherice peeked out from under her arm. “Where are we now?”
    “Sonic.”
    “What?” She leaned forward to look out the windshield, a small frown creasing her forehead.
    “You’ve never been to a Sonic?”
    She shook her head.
    “Well, I’m glad your first time gets to be with me.”
    Her gaze shot to his and he fought to keep his expression bland. Just innocent ol’ Oz, clueless as to what his harmless statements might imply. Her eyes narrowed, not buying it for a second.
    He gestured to the menu. “Great food, amazing ice cream, and you don’t even have to get out of your car. They’ll bring your food right to you.”
    “Really? Okay…I can get behind that.”
    Oz laughed. “Just pick what you want from the menu.”
    She nearly leaned across his lap to see the menu items and he froze. “Sorry,” she murmured. “I don’t have my reading glasses.”
    He would have thought she was playing with him, but she seemed genuinely embarrassed to be half in his lap. And she was squinting at the menu board.
    “No problem,” he said, his words sounding slightly choked. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath. A faint hint of some exotic flower filled his senses and it was all he could do not to hold her close so he could breathe her in.
    She sat back a little, a slight frown narrowing her eyes, and looked like she was about to say something. But before she could, a loud noise from the direction of her stomach interrupted. It reminded him that his own stomach was about ready to turn itself inside out in a fit of hunger. So he did his best to ignore the woman in his lap and concentrate on the menu.
    “Okay,” she said, “don’t judge, but I’ll have that hamburger meal there with the curly fries and a cookies-and-cream blast thing.”
    “Are you kidding? Total girl after my own heart,” he said with a wink. “I think I’ll have the exact same thing.”
    Her cheeks flushed and her frown deepened. Like she was attracted to him but really hated it. Not surprising. He supposed he wasn’t the type of guy she was brought up to be attracted to. He might ring all her bells but he wasn’t the one who was supposed to be pulling the ropes. Too bad for her.
    He ordered and then leaned against his door, letting one finger stroke along his upper lip while he stared at her. Her eyes followed his finger, her lips parting slightly, and he couldn’t keep the smug look from his face. It must chap her ass something fierce to be turned on by him. Only he really didn’t have room to judge her so harshly because the sight of the tongue that quickly darted out to moisten her lips made things clench low in his belly.
    Time to shake things up before he took his chances and found out what would happen if he kissed those lips of hers.
    “So, what is it you really want to do?” he