Shay mouthed the words and smiled at the pedestrian who had tapped on her passenger-side window while she waited for the traffic light to change. He was pointing behind her with eyes wide. She glanced in her rearview mirror, no longer startled every time she saw James’s cruiser filling up the view. It must appear to other drivers and pedestrians that she was being tailed because he made every turn and pause she did. James didn’t know Raleigh so he suggested she choose where they went. She decided on a place over on Morgan Street. By the time they’d made their way through rush-hour traffic, street parking was taken for blocks in all directions. They ended up in a multitier parking garage several blocks away. When James came around his cruiser toward her with an easy smile, it reminded her she’d spent the entire drive trying not to think about the fact that he had kissed her. Which led to thinking about their night together. That made her body melt yet tighten with the reminder of what it was like to be under him, over him, with him inside.
