Daring Dane (Intoxicating Passion #3) (5 page)

Smiling widely, I gave her enough money to
order half the menu and get a ride home. I apologized and thanked her more than
I’ve ever thanked anyone in my life and headed in Korah’s direction.

Leela saw me first, her grin wide and
mischievous. I stopped inches from Korah, clearing my throat. “Korah, can I
talk to you privately?”

Her large brown eyes looked like a deer
frozen in lights. Her beautiful, full mouth fell slightly open and oh, how I
wished it was an invitation. “Dane?” she stuttered finally.

“Yeah, now can we talk?” I questioned again.

She looked to Leela, who nodded profusely,
and stood. She looked good enough to eat. Her dress hugged in all the right
places, and the red set off her dark features. She looked like a goddess. She
wearily watched me, finally grabbing her bag and told me to lead the way.

I waved to a dumbstruck Cale, but I had no
concerns that he would stay that way. Leela was already leaned in, whispering
in his ear as her hands moved wildly about. Wasn’t sure how those two met up,
but they seemed to be hitting it off.

We got outside, the wind nipping and biting
our skin as it attacked us, so I led her to my vehicle. With the dress she was
wearing, I didn’t want her to catch pneumonia or something.

“Why are you here, Dane? Are you following
me?” she asked once we were securely inside.

“No, of course not. I had a date after you
lied and told me you had one,” I snapped at her. “Why did you do that? Three
people doesn’t equal a date unless you’re one of those people on that weird TV
show with all the wives.”

“I didn’t lie. Cale and I were going to go
out as friends, then he and Leela hit it off, so I invited her,” she scoffed.

“Did you know Cale is my best friend?” I
quizzed.

Her head snapped to face me, her eyes
blazing. “What? Did you set me up?”

Huffing, I gripped the steering wheel. “You
have no right to be mad. You led me to believe you had a date, and now you’re
accusing me of setting you up? Why in the hell would I do that, Korah?”

She rolled her eyes, looking attractive even
with that childish motion. I cupped her cheek, pulling her to me faster than
she could protest. She resisted until my lips met hers, the electricity boiling
over. I kissed her deeply, getting lost in all that was Korah, and she finally
melted into me. Her soft mouth felt deliciously sinful on mine. She hesitantly
worked her way to being aggressive, her tongue delving deeper into my mouth.

She pulled away just as quickly, covering her
mouth and staring at me wide eyed. “Why did you do that?”

“Because you look so beautiful,” I managed to
croak out. This girl literally took my breath away.

“Don’t. It confuses me.”

“Korah,” I pleaded. “Please. I know I’ve
messed up and I know I’m a jerk most days, but something about you really does
make me feel different. It’s not a line. I’ve already been in your pants, so I
have no need to try again.”

Her mouth fell open, her eyes narrowed into
slits. “What did you say?” she growled.

I held my hands up in surrender. “Not what I
meant, Korah. I said I don’t need to try again, not that I didn’t want to.
You’re all I think about. And it’s not only sexual.”

“You’re unbelievable,” she whispered.

“Korah,” I said softer this time. My thumb
found her cheek, tracing her jawline. Her skin was smooth, silky. “I’m sorry.
I’m sorry I never say or do the right thing. I’m sorry I’m an ass most days. I
really hope you can find a way to believe me. I do care about you. And I have
no idea how to change, to be better, but for you I’m willing to try. It
terrifies me, but I can’t stand the thought of you being with someone. When you
told me you had a date, I thought I would go insane.”

“How do you know you care? You said you’d
never cared before.”

“I haven’t. I know it’s different because I
can’t get you out of my mind. I think about you more often than not. I want to
get to know you, not just your body. It’s different with you. I promise.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“What can I do?” I begged. I wasn’t above it
at this point. I needed to know what I had to do in order to make this work.

She gave me a fierce gaze, her brown eyes
pooled with feeling…though I wasn’t sure which one. She rested her hand on the
door handle, and said, “I dare you to prove I’m different. Show me you care.
Words aren’t enough, Dane Davidson.” She left before I could reply, sauntering
back into the restaurant.

I watched her, my heart heavy. It was time to
conquer my fears. Korah Daniels would be mine.

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