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“Don’t be embarrassed, baby. That was amazing. I hope you’ll show me what you did, so I can do it for you next time. But right now, I’m going to need a few minutes to calm down, so you should probably go on to breakfast without me.”

Jenny’s face fell.

“I’m so sorry. I don’t act like this. It was a dumb idea. I shouldn’t have done that when we didn’t have time—“

“Jenny, no. Please don’t apologize. That is the sexiest thing you could possibly have done right then. But there’s no way to hide this”—he gestured at the erection straining the zipper of his pants—“so I need a few minutes to take care of things.”

He smiled at her to soften the blow of his words.

“But if you head to the restaurant and grab us a table,” he continued, “I’ll meet you there as soon as I can. I promise I’ll catch up soon, but I need to deal with this little problem first.”

“If memory serves, it’s not little,” she teased, the pink still in her cheeks.

“I have every intention of refreshing your memory later tonight, so I hope you have all the fun and freedom you want at the escape room. Once we’re back here, there will be no escaping my plans for you.”

Jenny giggled again. She liked their flirtatious banter. That was new, but she hoped it would continue even once they sealed the deal. For now, she would do her best not to borrow trouble and instead look forward to more playful sexy time.

“I could probably help you make that thing go down,” she offered.

“Be gone with you, wicked temptress. I’ll see you in a few minutes, but don’t think I won’t claim my revenge tonight. You’ll be at my mercy, and I already have some ideas I think we’ll both enjoy.”

Chapter 22: If You Don’t Feel That Giddy Excitement at the Beginning, What’s the Point?

WADE

Wade checked the time on his phone for the millionth time. Why was today going so freaking slow? A scoff escaped him, which he changed to a cough when people nearby looked at him. Embarrassed, he refocused on the session’s speaker and tried not to squirm as others gave him the side-eye.

Of course, he knew why it felt like all the sessions lasted a million years today. Even though this conference was important to him, it took a Herculean effort to wish Jenny a good day after they shared a quick breakfast.

Never had he wanted to spend all his spare moments—and even the moments that weren’t his to spare—with another person like this. When he wasn’t with her, he thought about her and planned for when he’d see her again.

He texted Kyle.

“Is it normal that I want to spend every minute with Jenny even though we just started dating?” he asked.

“Yeah, that’s what a relationship is supposed to be like. If you don’t feel that giddy excitement at the beginning, what’s the point?”

“I’ve never felt like this, though.”

“Insert snarky joke about all your exes being jerks.”

“Marybeth wasn’t a jerk.”

“It was pretty jerky for her to date you when she knew she was into women.”

“Okay, that’s fair. But it’s not like I was in love with her, either.”

“Are you saying you’re in love with Jenny?”

Wade could almost hear the rising intonation of Kyle’s words even though they were typed. The temptation to taunt his friend was almost overwhelming, but he already trolled Kyle enough about the wedding ring.

“No, I’m not. At least, I don’t think so. How do I know?”

“How the fuck should I know? You’ve dated more than I have. I haven’t even gone on a date in forever. That shit sucks. Hooking up is way less stressful.”

“Yup. Of my two most recent relationships, one was a closet lesbian who dated me because I was the only guy who didn’t give her the ick, and she needed someone to take home to her parents. The other used me to do her job for her.”

Wade tucked his hair behind his ears as he leaned forward to type faster.

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