I was warming up, all right.Dylan’s hands slid closer to my behind as he hoisted me higher on his back. Trying hard not to feel him up again, I held onto his shoulder and tightened my legs, my feet dangling by his thighs.He glanced back at me with a raised brow. “Are you trying to squeeze me to death?”“Sorry.” I relaxed my legs but had to reach around his chest to keep myself from sliding down his back. I thought about locking my ankles around his waist, but then my heels would be a little too close to Mr. Winkie.Lordy, I had some serious issues.When he reached the other side of the street, he held his hand up in the air. “Keys?”“I don’t have my keys, but maybe I didn’t lock my door.”“Not very safe, Mac.” He turned the door handle. Nothing. “Got a hidden set somewhere?”“Like that would be safe.”He shook his head. “No shoes and no keys. Just great.”“I was in hot pursuit, remember? Keys never crossed my mind.” Glancing up, I said, “We could climb up the fire escape and go through the window.”“I guess safety and stupidity go hand and hand with you, huh.”“Hey.”
