Free Bad Impressions (Revive Me #1) by Franca Storm Page A

for the life of me. But I didn’t want to control it. I wanted to revel in it. He grunted as I deepened the kiss. His hands cupped my ass as our tongues danced together. Heat pooled between my legs and a powerful wave of desire gripped me. I rolled my hips. He was hard with need already.
    But then he suddenly pulled away, panting hard.
    “Brad, what’s—”
    He cut me off, asking casually, “So, how’s it going working with my mom?”
    Wow . Mentioning parents was a surefire way to kill the mood and I had a feeling that was exactly what he was trying to do. Why? Does he not want to touch me now, for some reason?
    “Uh…good...really good. She’s a good boss. And the work keeps me occupied.”
    “For now.”
    “What?”
    “You’ll get bored soon enough.”
    I didn’t like where that was going—into lecture territory. Just because he was four years older than me, didn’t mean that he had the right to give me shit like that. But I also didn’t want to get into an argument about it. The two of us fired one another up and, as soon as one of us got a little pissed, we took the other with us until it escalated into a full-on explosion of an argument.
    We were on a date—our first date—and I wanted to keep things light. Fun.
    I looked out at the lake and that was when an idea occurred to me. Before I could talk myself out of it, I undid my jeans and pulled them off.
    Brad stepped towards me, his eyes wide with shock. “What are you doing?”
    I didn’t answer him as I pulled off my gray tank top and tossed it onto the bank with my jeans. I grinned and ran towards the lake.
    “Soph! No! It’s Fall! The water will be freezing!”
    It was too late. I launched myself into the lake.
    As soon as I hit the water I screamed. It was freezing! Pins and needles prickled my entire body. “Oh my God!”
    I looked up at Brad and he was standing on the bank laughing. “Told you!”
    “Shut up! It’s lovely,” I lied, ducking my shoulders beneath the water to try to acclimatize to the freezing temperature. I couldn’t keep the grimace off my face though and I know he saw right through my bravado.
    “Get out of there! You’re gonna get sick!”
    “Come and get me!” I challenged.
    “You make me come in there and you’ll regret it,” he said, his eyes darkening.
    “Ooh…are you talking about punishing me, baby? You want to spank me?”
    “Worse,” he threatened.
    The look on his face told me he wasn’t kidding. It didn’t scare me. It sent a thrill through me. But as much as I wanted to deny him so I could find out what that punishment of his would be, I was too cold. I had to get out of there ASAP.
    I waded out of the lake, shivering like crazy.
    “Here,” Brad said, shaking off his leather jacket.
    He draped it over my shoulders and then pulled me against him, rubbing me roughly up and down, trying to get me warm. He snatched up my jeans and tank top and handed them to me. “Hold these.” I took them from him. A second later, he gathered me in his arms and started carrying me away from the lake.
    “No. Where are we going?”
    “Back to the truck.”
    “No. Not yet. We just got here.”
    “I’ll put the heating on so you can get warm. We can head back down here after if you want.”
    “Sorry,” I said, sheepishly.
    He laughed. “Don’t be. Seeing you bouncing around in your bra and panties is a sight that will be permanently burned into my memory. Mmm…so fucking sexy.”
    Now he’s flirting with me again? Talk about sending mixed signals. “You’re so confusing.”
    “I am?” he asked, eyeing me with a surprised look on his face. “How?”
    I rolled my eyes. “Never mind.”
    He regarded me for a moment, trying to figure me out. But he clearly thought better of it as he changed the subject, asking, “You hungry?”
    I nodded. “Yeah, I could eat.”
    “After you’re dry and warm, we’ll head out. There’s a quiet diner just outside town. I’ve eaten there a few times. Good