If I’d known she loved that café, I would have taken her there a long time ago.
“Then we’ll go there.”
She smiled, and my heart thumped fast and loud against my chest.
“We have time to eat before I drive you to Kara’s. My class isn’t till one, so I’d have time to go home to shower. Unless”—I paused and waited until she looked at me—“you want to shower with me?”
I was only half joking.
I was expecting her to laugh or even roll her eyes like the last time I’d asked her this, but she didn’t. She just looked out the window with a secret half smile on her kissable lips.
Does that mean she wants to…?
I cleared my throat and opened my mouth to say something funny, but I felt tongue-tied.
“Then we have time for breakfast,” she said.
I really thought she was going to say something else.
Concentrate on the road.
“Want the radio on?” I asked.
I’m nervous, I realized. What the hell?
I noticed her eyeing my hands on the wheel. I waited a beat.
She took a deep breath, as if preparing herself, and then slowly reached for my hand. Laced her fingers with mine.
That was all it took.
For her to reach for my hand. And make me feel like the king of the world.
Jack Dawson had nothing on me.
I turned to look at Red. She was looking straight ahead, blushing, her fingers linked with mine.
And I knew, right at that moment, that I would die for this girl.
She was the one. She always had been.
“Caleb, I think we just went past Anna’s.”
Did she expect me to remember where Anna’s was when my heart was about to burst?
I couldn’t even remember my own name.
Was it Jack Dawson?
“Did you change your mind?” she asked.
“Never. I made up my mind a long time ago. I think I knew the first time I saw you.”
I felt her eyes on me, fe
lt her hand tighten against mine.
I made a U-turn at the light and whipped the car into a free parking spot behind the café. And just stared straight ahead.