I paused, my hand hovering near the small of Parker’s back as she halted on the sidewalk outside her apartment. “What am I trying to do?”

I honestly didn’t have a frickin’ clue what she was thinking. Hell, I was trying my best not to look too closely at her. If I did, I might not stop. Parker wasn’t dressed like any of my usual dates. She was wearing a black halter-top dress that started at her collar and skimmed her slim form to a few inches below her knees. It wasn’t tight and revealed nothing but her tanned shoulders and arms. It was incredibly sexy.

Maybe because it didn’t show everything. Only hinted at it. I had to use my imagination. My imagination was vivid.

I itched to undo the clasp at the back of her long, graceful neck and see that top slide down to her waist. She didn’t have large breasts. They were little cupcakes. Goddamn, but I wanted a bite.

I pushed the thought away and peered down at her big brown eyes. She’d put on makeup, some shimmery gold color that made her eyes the color of rich coffee. Her petal-pink lips pursed in annoyance.

“You think I’ll balk at riding this stupid motorcycle and then you can play Mr. Superior about it.”

I glanced at my Harley Fat Boy, and then at her dress. That fancy silk dress hugging her hips and slim legs. Hell. “You might not believe it, sweetheart, but I didn’t actually think.”

Her brow quirked. “Oh, I believe that.”

Funny.

Grunting, I rubbed my jaw—which was now smooth and bare. Yes, I’d shaved for her. I’d put on fresh pressed gray slacks and a cream cashmere top. Both from my circuit days. They were a little loose on me; I’d lost about ten pounds of muscle since I’d stopped training. But I had them on. I’d done it for her. An effort lost to the blunder of picking her up with my Harley.

“I’ll call us an Uber.” I pulled out my phone but her slim hand on my wrist halted me. Why I felt that touch all the way to my balls was a mystery for the ages.

“This wasn’t a trick?” She eyed me like a little human lie detector.

“Fucking hell, Tink. I’m not out to get you here. I’m getting something out of this arrangement too. I just didn’t think. I have a bike. It’s what I ride. But I’ll get us an Uber, all right?”