Page 13 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)

My nipples decide to calm down and so does Lee, well for the most part. He is still his smart ass flirty self and I'm learning that I like it.

“Well now look at these,” Lee says holding up a pair of black lacy panties. These ones, in particular, have a black bow in the back. They really aren't practical just something sexy. I really don't know why they are in my dirty clothes bag being is I haven't worn them since I bought them.

“Give me those, they aren't supposed to be in there,” I tell him snatching the piece of lace from his hands.

“They’re cute, but would look even better on my bedroom floor.”

“That’s a cheesy line and you know it!” I smack his shoulder like a damn flirty teenager. “But so true.” I follow up with a sly smile.

“You are trouble screamer. What kind of ice cream do you like? I was thinking of going to that place you can make your own concoction of ice cream. What do you think?” That sounds good.

“Then what will we do? Maybe test the theory on those panties?” He smiles his big beautiful smile then suddenly goes serious.

“No babe you aren't ready for that just yet.” Excuse me?

“What do you mean by that?”

“Just mean that this…” He gestures between us. “Is more than that, and we aren't there yet.” Brushing my bottom lip with his thumb he takes it between his thumb and forefinger and tugs slightly. “Okay babe?” is it weird that I like him calling me that?

“Okay.” My voice only a whisper but he hears me then leans forward and gives me a quick soft kiss. And I'm jello.

“Hands down best ice cream ever,” I say with a full mouth of my chocolate ice cream , marshmallow and toasted coconut creation. Lee went with a banana split type thing. Vanilla mixed with chunks of banana, pineapple, cherry and topped off with chocolate syrup.

“Let me have another bite of yours.” I’ve been stealing spoonfuls of his. His is better I’ll admit it, to myself, not to him. He tried to get me to branch out more, mix in more things, but I stuck with what I knew.

“Nope not sharing anymore. Eat your own.” He sticks his tongue out at me.

“Could we go out on your boat again? Maybe you could teach me how to sail.” This gets his attention.

“Really? I didn't get the impression you liked the boat too much.”

“No, I liked it just fine. I just… I would like to go out again. I had a lot of fun that day and would just like to do it again sometime.” I admit.

“I would love to take you out on the lake again.”

“That would be great.” And I'm smiling again. A true genuine smile. He sure seems to have that affect on me.

Walking out of the ice cream shop, we see a couple with a child maybe two years old. The man is yelling at the woman and jerking her arm. She is trying to get away from him and get into her car. The boy is trying desperately to hold onto his mother’s other arm. May even be trying to help pull her away from him. It gives me a flashback of when my mom and dad got into an argument outside of the grocery store and I tried to pull her away from him. I was a little older maybe five. I really hope that this kid doesn't have this memory or any other one when he gets older. Lee leaves my side and starts calmly walking over to them, telling me to stay back.

“There a problem here?” Lee casually asks the man, as if he were asking him what time it was. I followed, of course, getting close enough to smell that the jerk is completely drunk.

“Bitches being bitches” the guy slurs “she owes me money.” I'm sure she does.

“Sucks man, hate it when women do that.” At first, I want to smack him upside the head for being a dick but then I realize what he is doing. The man lets go of the woman to express his plight. Before I can even take another breath Lee has the man’s arm behind his own back and him is face down on the pavement. Damn that was cool.

“Not very nice to talk to women that way man, especially when there are kids around. Asshole.” He grips his arm a little more and the guy lets out a pained scream.

“Hey, you okay?” I ask the woman. Pulling her and her son further away from the asshole on the Gounod. “I'm Linn.” I introduce myself, sticking out my hand for her to shake.

“Sherry, thank you so much, but we really need to get going.” She says looking down at her son.

“You have somewhere to go?” the look on her face tells me no.

“Here” I grab a card out of my purse and hand it to her “go there they will help, and please for your son there” I nod toward the little boy still clutching his mom's hand “do not go back to him, for whatever reason. Don't.” She gives me a sad look that tells me that she probably already has a time or two.

“I won't not, this time, I swear.” She reassures me. “Come on baby lets go.” She grabs the boy and hauls him up onto her hip turning back to the car. I see that Lee has the prick still pinned to the ground. Sherry puts her son in the car and they drive away. Just then I hear police sirens and a cop car pulls up next to us.

After the officers arrest the guy for drunken and disorderly they take our statements and are off.

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