Hunter's POV

I pulled into my parents' driveway and killed the engine. Grace sat beside me, still with that slight flush on her cheeks whenever I caught her looking at me. All through breakfast, every time she thought of the coming night, she'd gotten that dreamy, distracted look that sent a kick of heat right to my groin. I'd almost called my parents to cancel twice, just wanting to take Grace back to bed.

"You're sure they're ready for all this?" Grace asked, nervously tugging at her ...