This time I actually took the time to pay attention to things other than Tuck. His truck was a dark blue early 90’s F-250. I didn’t know that much about trucks but I thought it fit him perfectly. It was old but in good condition and clean. It looked like he took care of this just like he did the farm.It didn’t take long to get to the diner, and he pulled up and parked just like he had yesterday. I felt bad that he was taking time out of his day to drop me off so I noted, “I could have walked, Tuck. You didn’t have to drive me.”He shook his head. “Nah, I like your ass the way it is. Don’t want you exercisin’ it off by walkin’ to work everyday.”I just smiled and shook my head. He was obviously into my ass. That had been established, definitely.I opened my door and he opened his. This time I knew to wait for him as he came around the hood. He pushed me back into the truck with a hand in my stomach and I asked, “So, are we going to put on a show everyday then?”The corner of his mouth twitched and he murmured, “I hope.”He leaned in, tilted his head to the side, and put his lips to mine.
