Part 8 (1/2)
She decided not to point out that it was where she wanted to go all along. ”I agree.”
Unable to stop himself from grinning, Dean put the truck into gear. Given the nonfeline connotations, he didn't think he could say the words p.u.s.s.y whipped to his true love and her little sister, no matter how accurate the observation.
As they came around the corner of the building, he felt Claire stiffen beside him. ”What is it?”
”Minivans.”
”They were here last night as well,” Diana said grimly.
”You should have told me.”
”Why? There's nothing we can do.”
”It's just . . .”
”Yeah. I know.”
Minivans? In the nine months Dean had known Claire, he'd gone briefly to h.e.l.l, driven around northern Ontario after a demon, and discovered that all those cliches about regular s.e.x were pretty much true. He'd also learned that there were some things he was happier not knowing. This seemed like one of them.
”What was wrong with that parking spot?” Claire demanded as he drove past open pavement.
”Nothing. But I can get closer.”
”Okay, there's one.”
”I see it.”
”And you just drove by it.”
”I can get a better spot.”
”The doors are right there!”
”I see them.”
”So park already.”
Speeding up to cut off a circling red sedan, Dean pulled in between a midnight-blue and a seafoam-green minivan and shut off the engine looking proud of himself. They were four s.p.a.ces in, straight out from the door.
Claire rolled her eyes. ”You are such a guy.”
He grinned and threw one arm along the seat back behind her, the close quarters allowing his fingers to trail down the damp, bare skin of her arm. ”You have a problem with me being a guy.”
”Well, not right at this minute . . .”
Unbuckling her seat belt, Diana threw open the door and dropped down onto the pavement. ”You guys are terminally embarra.s.sing and . . . I'm sinking.”
”What?” Setting Austin on Dean's lap, Claire slid across the seat and peered down at her sister's feet. ”That's impossible. It's not that hot out.”
”Hey, you don't have to take my word for it.” Stepping two careful paces back, heavy rubber tread imprinting the asphalt, Diana gestured for Claire to join her.