Tattoo My Heart

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Do you want to drive, or do you want me to?" I asked Jack as I locked the front door behind us. Honestly I don't remember seeing his car, only that small moving truck...for all I know he could be one of those guys that ride a bike everywhere!

"I can drive!" He blurted loudly. I smiled at him and his enthusiasm, causing his face to turn a cute red color.

"Aww, you look so cute when your embarrassed!" I couldn't help but reach up and pinch his cheek, grinning like a fool.

"Erm..." He choked out, unable to talk. I quickly spun around on my heel and walked down the steps...and yesss I did mean to put the extra sway to my hips as I walked away.

I turned back to him to find him still on the porch...pretending as if he wasn't just staring at my butt. I let him get away with it, just like the few other times today...

"Come on Jack! Aren't you hungry?" I smirked up at him, putting a hand at my hip and cocking it to the side.

"Hungry?" He squeaked weirdly, pushing his glasses back up on his nose. I have a feeling he forgot all about the food...

"Yeah, you know...dinner." I said. Jack blushed again and I couldn't help but smile, this man sure has no idea how cute he is...

"Oh yeah, yeah I'm hungry. My car is around the corner..." Jack hurried down to my side, offering me his arm. Hmm, a sexy nerd and a gentleman? I swear I'm going to end up eating this man up one day!

We started walking, him leading the way slightly and it was nice being this close to him. I could suddenly notice the smell of his cologne as it filtered through the warm night air. I took notice of how tall he was standing next to my own tall frame. I even took notice of the fact that he had a small scar just beside the natural cleft on his chin...

"Here we are." Jack said. I was too busy checking him out to notice we had even stopped walking...hmm.

The sight of his car in front of me had me releasing my hold on his forearm and shrieking like teenage girl at a Justin Bieber concert! Bieber!! A 1969 Chevy Camero SS...midnight blue...racing stripes...Oh. My. God!

"This is your car?!" I couldn't help but run my hands over its smooth, shiny hood. And here I thought he rode around on a bike...

"Yeah, it was my fathers..." He said grinning.

"This is my dream car...please tell me that this doesn't have the 6.5 Liter V8 engine." I leaned leaned over, looking in the window taking in the black leather seats and original dashboard.

"Y-you know cars?" He stuttered in awe.

"I know this car. Is it locked?" I asked, wanting to get in, like now.

Jack hurried to my side to unlock the passenger side door and open it for me. I instantly climbed in, almost sighing in pleasure. Jack closed the door for me and rushed around to his side while I inspected the inside, touching everything...

"Where to?" Jack asked as he slid into the driver's seat, his scent overtaking the smell of the leather.

"An old friend of mine owns a pub downtown...head that way." I said still smiling like an idiot...I mean come on! This car made Jack's nerdy sex appeal just that more hot...

"Okay." Jack replied putting his keys in the ignition and turning it over. The engine roared to life beneath us and I clenched my thighs together in excitement. I know I looked like a straight up idiot, giggling and clapping my hands as he shifted the beautiful car into gear.

"I love this car, Jack. Seriously LOVE this car..." I said, finally calming down.

"Thank you." He said shyly.