direct contact with his semi-hard sex. Her thighs
tightened and he resisted the urge to press upward.
Dane looked up at her barely open eyes and waited for her to tell him what the next move
would be. She stared at him before lowering her head. The feel of her soft lips against his made his
entire body tense. His mind wandered back to the night when her mouth had trailed over every inch
of his body. His erection jumped in response.
The kiss took on a life of its own, so did her hips. Her seductive sway put her in direct
contract his hardened sex. If she kept it up he was going to embarrass himself. The need to drive her
wild with desire and make it so she couldn’t complete a rational thought surged through him.
Dane brought his hands up to cup her breasts, his thumbs stroking her nipples through the
fabric of her dress. She moaned as she arched further into his touch. The sound thrilled him but this
was going to get out of hand. He wanted to drive her out of her mind with need, but not here, not
now. It took all of the willpower he had to pull her away. Bayleigh made a sound of protest. He just
might be off to a good start.
“As I said, I can prove it,” he stated softly. “We need more than one night.”
Bayleigh sighed before dropping her face into the crook of his neck. “What are we going to
do Dane?”
Dane shifted her in his arms so she was sitting in his lap instead of straddling in him. “I
know what I want to do. The question is what do you want to do?”
Bayleigh laughed and his heart constricted at the beautiful sound.
“If someone told me we would ever be here like this, I would have called them insane.”
Dane pulled back, making Bayleigh lift her head to look at him. “Why? We wouldn’t be the
first pair of friends to start dating.”
Bayleigh stared at him, uncertainty bright in her eyes. “What am I supposed to do, Dane?”
He smiled, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “Give us a chance.”
She gave him a wary look. “Are you sure about this?”
“I am and I’m more than willing to prove it.”
“But I’m not good at relationships,” she whispered.
“I have a proposition for you.”
“What do you mean?”
He stroked her cheek, hoping he wasn’t about to stick his foot in his mouth. “Let’s do a trial
run.”
“A trial run?”
“A trial relationship of sorts. We set a time limit. Once the time limit is up we evaluate the
relationship. If we’re still happy we extend the time frame or eliminate it all together.”
“That sounds strange but I’m listening. So, what do we do if one of us isn’t happy with the
relationship?”
“We call it off.”
“What about our friendship?”
“We make a pact that our friendship will remain the same no matter what.”
Bayleigh shook her head, clear disbelief in her expression. “This would be the strangest thing
I’ve ever done.”
Dane’s heart leaped at the fact she was at least giving the idea some consideration. It was all
he wanted.
“How long?”
“How long for what?”
“The trial relationship.”
Dane released a nervous breath hoping didn’t regret the decision he was going to make. “I’ll
let you decide.”
Surprise appeared on her face. Dane was glad to catch her off guard again. Bayleigh seemed
to be more receptive when she didn’t have time to plan every detail.
“I’ve never done this before.”
He gave her an amused look. “Neither have I.”
She giggled. “You have a point.”
Her expression became serious again. “What is the shortest time you’ve dated someone?”
Dane gave her puzzled look. “Why?”
“Just tell me.”
He looked at her warily. “Six months.”
Her eyes widened slightly. A second later a shy smile spread across her mouth. “Okay, six
months it is.”
“Six months?”
“We try it your way for six months.”
This had been the last thing he expected. “You’re willing to give me six