LEILANI’S POV

What the hell has gotten into me?! I was not supposed to give him my number, invite him out on a date – not a date – or text him afterward. This was not a part of the plan, not that there was an official plan, to begin with. I had taken the ride because it was cold and his jacket was warm, plus I loved his scent; it was masculine without being overbearing. I hated a man who was drenched in cologne, they always ended up smelling like skunks to ...