NICOLE

Roman's speeding down the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on my thigh. I'm pretty sure my new white lace panties are already damp.

"You're really not going to tell me where you're taking me?"

Roman gives me a look that turns my nipples to pebbles. "Not unless I want to ruin the surprise, which I don't."

My heart is beating impossibly fast. I know he has something wicked planned. I can just sense it. Am I going to like it? Probably. There's very little that he does ...