“Bye Londyn. Love you, princess.” I waved to her as I walked out and into the sunshine. Hitting the car fob to unlock my doors I looked at my brand spankin’ new black Flacon Motorsports F7. She was pretty.

Sliding into the drivers seat I revved the engine. I loved that sound. The sound of raw horsepower. I felt like Mario Andretti. I sped all the way to Annie’s house. Jase was backing out as I pulled in.

He lifted his chin as he drove passed me. I parked and walked to her front door, knocking.

“It’s open.”

Opening the door I called out, “You know, that’s not very safe. I could have been some murderer looking for my next victim. You should always see who is at your door before telling them it’s open.”

Annie came walking down the stairs, putting her earrings in. She looked beautiful. Even though it was late October the weather was nice. It was around eighty and sunny. She had on a light pink cotton dress that stopped at her knees and strappy sandles.

“Yes, because typically murderers always use manners and knock before entering their victims home. Thank you for the warning.” She stopped at the bottom step and smiled.

“You’re such a smartass.”

She nodded. “I know. So, where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“I hate surprises.”

“I know. That’s why I love them. Gets you all hot and bothered. Easier to take advantage of you that way.”

Annie huffed. She grabbed her purse off of the kitchen bar and stomped to the front door. I never moved. She yanked the door open and turned back to me. “You comin’ or am I going to have to go on this date all by myself?”

“That wouldn’t be much of a date, now would it?” I smirked. Strutting across her living room I walked passed her and onto the small front porch.

She locked her door and turned on her heel. Her mouth dropped open. “What is that?” She lifted a shaky hand and pointed to my car.

“That would be my new car.”

“That is not a car. That is sex with a steering wheel and motor. You don’t take that to soccer practice or the grocery store.” Her voice was shaky, breathy. I liked it.

“Actually this is the first place I have driven it. Just got her yesterday. I figured a beautiful woman needed a beautiful car to ride around in.”

She lifted one eyebrow and pinned my with her stare. “Oh you are good. You are so good, Mr. Tucker.”

“Funny you should say that. I think you have told me that once or twice before. But, always in a different context.” Yep, I was being cocky. I couldn’t help that all my blood flow was now in my dick. My dick was talking for me. “You ready to take a ride in my sex on wheels, as you called it?”

Her cheeks turned a little red. “If it’s anything like you then I can’t wait.”

Fuckin’ tease.

“You’re taking me on a tour of the stadium?” Annie asked, sounding somewhat uniterested.

“Yes. But it’s not just any tour. This is the Gage Tucker Tour.”

“What makes your tour so special?”

“You’ll see.” I grabbed her hand and led her through the gate. I showed her every inch of the stadium.

She was trying hard to act interested. She was standing in the middle of the locker room. Her face twisted in disgust. “What in the hell is that smell?”

I laughed. “Sweaty men.”

“Don’t y’all believe in showers and air fresheners?”

“We have a cleaning service that comes daily. I guess you just can’t kill the smell of pure male.”

“Maybe you should try some bleach. I think I’m going to vomit if we stay in here much longer.” Annie was covering her cute, wrinkled up nose.

“Fine. Come on. I have one last place to show you before we leave.”

“I hope like hell it smells better than this malodorous male stinch.”

Rolling my eyes I held onto her elbow and led us out of the locker room. “It will smell like air. So you can stop holding your breath now.”

“Can you blame me? It smelled like a urinal looks in there. I don’t care where you take me next as long as it has fresh air.” Annie glances up at me. Her blue eyes sparkling.

When we got to the field I pointed to the fifty yard line. “There.”

Annie’s eyes followed my hand. She covered her mouth with one hand and laced the fingers of her other hand with mine. Walking to the middle of the field, there was a large blanket spread out with a basket in the middle. Lining the blanket was pink and yellow rose petals. It was exactly how I wanted it.

We sat on the blanket and I pulled the basket close to us, opening the lid. I pulled out the bottle of chamagne and two flutes. Pouring us both a glass I handed her one. “To unforgetable first dates.”

She tapped my glass and smiled before taking a sip of the sweet liquid. “That smell will definitely be unforgettable. But, so far I’m having a good time.”

I reached back into the basket and pulled out a plate with strawberries, grapes, and cheese. “Would the Madame care for a delectable berry or a slice of cheese?”

Annie laughed and plucked a strawberry off the plate. “Thank you, good sir.” Instead of taking a bite of the strawberry herself she held it up to my lips.

I slowly licked my bottom lip and took a small bite. Her sudden increase in breathing didn’t get passed me. “My turn.” I grabbed a plump grape off the plate and brushed it over her lips. Just when she cracked her mouth open, I popped it into my mouth.

“Not fair!” Annie joked and shoved my shoulder.

“Okay, okay. Here.” I grabbed another grape and rubbed it on her lips. She shook her head. “Come on. I’ll play nice.” I stuck my bottom lip out.

She slightly opened her mouth and I slipped the grape in, letting my thumb graze over her bottom lip. Her eyes fluttered shut. I leaned into her and let my lips linger on hers. She tasted like perfection.