Fast Lane by Lizzie Hart Stevens Page A

him, crushing his lips to mine and grabbing my ass in a kiss so deep that I moan into the back of his throat. I’m pretty sure my toes are actually curling. Wow!
    He forces himself to pull away and tries to catch his breath. “Actually, text me later on your break.” He swats me on the ass and runs back around to his side of the car. I shut the door and smile, shaking my head in disbelief.
    Where has this man been all my life?
    He stops just before he gets back in. “What are you doing to me, Lexi Taylor?” He gets in the car and rolls down the passenger window for me to poke my head inside.
    “I could say the same to you, Coen Walker.” I back away and smile as I blow him a kiss. And he drives away.
    The restaurant has been slow today. Normally we’re so busy on Saturdays that we barely have time to sit down for a break. Our regulars must be trying out the new bistro on the other side of town. My co-worker, Jo, is waiting on the last few tables of the night, and I’m just finishing rolling up the last of the clean silverware when I get a text alert.
     
    Coen: Hey, Sweet Cheeks, how’s work?
    Me: Slow. Boring. How’d things go at your aunt’s?
    Coen: Ugh. About as well as expected.
    Me: Sorry. Big plans tonight?
    Coen: Sadly, no. I get off at the race track at 7. After that I’ll probably go home, strip down to my underwear, and maybe watch a movie. Exciting, right?
    Me: Sounds like a great idea to me. Want some company?
    Coen: Who did you have in mind?
     
    Oh, he thinks he’s so funny. And God, it’s so damn cute.
     
    Me: Very funny.
    Coen: Haha! Just kidding, beautiful! What time do you get off? I’ll pick you up. You don’t have a ride home anyways, remember?
    Me: I get off at 5. I’ll have Jo take me home so I can properly shower, and you can pick me up from my place when you get off. Sound good?
    Coen: I’m sorry, you lost me after you said you get off…now my cock is hard.
    Me: Oh my God, Coen.
    Coen: I’m kidding, I’m kidding! Maybe…LOL. Yes, that sounds great. I will see you then.
    Me: See you later.
     
    “Earth to Lexi.” Jo is standing in front of me, tapping her foot and crossing her arms. She looks a little annoyed.
    “Huh? What? Sorry, Jo, what do you need?” I shove my phone back in my apron and try to keep from grinning like an idiot, but I know she’s on to me.
    “I was just wondering if you needed a ride home, but now I want to know who has you so flustered.” She raises an eyebrow at me and smirks.
    “Yes, a ride home would be great, thank you. And he’s just a new friend.” I can’t hide my smile. I’m blushing.
    “Yeah, sure, doll. Friend. Whatever you say.” Jo laughs. “I’ll be ready to go in about five minutes.”
    “Okay, Jo. I’ll meet you out by your car,” I say, taking off my apron and putting it under the counter. Grabbing my purse, I head out the back door where Jo always parks her car. All that’s back here usually is the dumpsters. But today I see a car I don’t recognize parked toward the back of the lot. I wonder if one of the new waitresses owns it.
    I’m standing next to Jo’s car, scrolling through Facebook on my phone when I hear footsteps behind me in the gravel. “That was fast, J…..”
    Someone wraps their arm around me, squeezing my ribs tight. Before I can scream, their other hand is forcing a cloth over my mouth. It smells sweet.
    I feel weak. I try so hard to fight the darkness closing in. I need to call Coen, but I lose all control of my body and drop my phone. My eyelids are heavy.
    My world goes black.
     
     

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