Crap. I was supposed to meet Pax at 7:00. Time got away from me. Sure enough, I glance at the text and it is from him. Hey, Miss Tardy. Didn’t we have a date tonight? I seriously hate to be late. As in, so freaking much. I’ve always been that way. So I punch in a reply, hit send and am pulling my coat on as I run out the door. “I’m late, Maddy. Gotta go, bye.” I can hear her laughing as I slam the door closed behind me. I pull into Pax’s drive ten minutes later, and am galloping to the door when he sticks his head out the door and laughs. “You look like a lame horse, Red. Calm down before you fall and break something.”I step up onto the step and kiss him, my cold lips pressing to his warm ones. He looks sexy as hell, like he does on any other day, in his jeans that fit his ass perfectly and the black t-shirt that hugs his chest. I lean into him, soaking in his warmth. He smells like musk, and the woods and everything male. I inhale him and wrap my arms around his neck. “I’m sorry I’m late,”
