Page 7 of Angry Lion's Naughty Little Neighbor
“I watch a lot of shows.”
“Well, it’s paid off.”
I smile and dinner starts. He exclaims about each dish, complementing the flavors and the tenderness of the steak and how the risotto is so creamy and tasty. I blush harder and harder. No one has acted so proud of me in a very, very long time.
I ask him about his job as a firefighter. “Did you always want to be one? Were you a little guy in school pretending to rescue the girl from the burning tower?”
He laughs. “No, actually. I wanted to be a singer, actually.”
My jaw drops. “Really? An actual record-making singer? You sing?”
He shakes his head. “Well, I thought I was pretty good at it when I was eight. I’m not so sure now.”
Now, I laugh. My goodness, it feels so good to be with this man. “Yeah, that’s okay. I wanted to be a jockey when I was little. I was really nuts about horses.”
“Hmmm, horses are okay, but I like the wilder animals.”
I give him a small smile. “Well, yeah, I’d guess you’d be all into tigers or something macho.”
He shrugs. “Tigers aren’t all that great either. I think the king of the jungle is a good choice.”
“Oh, okay, okay. So, you could be a lion tamer or something, huh?”
He gives me a weird look and then laughs again. “Well, I’m not the one talking about working with animals. Tell me more about wanting to be a jockey. How did you pick that one?”
“Well, I fell in love with it when I saw them running at a neighbor’s property. They were just so fast, you know, and my dad worked it out so that I got some riding lessons and, of course, I, well, I was just a typical preteen girl.”
I get stuck a moment in memories of dad watching me bopping up and down as I took Nanny Blue out for a spin. He had been such a cheerleader, even though I was not that great.
“Anyway, I also, at one point, wanted to be a ballerina and an astronaut. So, that’s how things go.”
“You still have a lot of time to make any of that come true.”
I nod and let his words go by without comment.
We finish eating and I clear the plates, insisting that he doesn’t help because that would defeat the purpose of proving my determination to change. Once everything is dealt with, I sit back down. “Well, I hope you enjoyed everything.”
“This dinner was absolutely amazing, Kelsey. I’m just so impressed.”
My blushing hits a new level. “Thank you, Aaron.”
And I decide I don’t want to wait anymore. I stand up from the table and walk over to his chair. I look down at this incredible man and whisper, “We have a deal.”
He doesn’t stop me as I slide onto his lap. I put my arms around his neck and lean in.
This time, he doesn’t block me or push me away. This time, as my lips meet his, he brings his hands up to hold me closer.
I think about the fact that I’m wearing just the lingerie under my tee shirt and jeans. No panties. No bra.
I think about his hands roaming over my body once my tee shirt and jeans are gone.
But mostly, I think about how nice it feels to be with him.
Chapter Six
Kelsey
He carries me to the bedroom like he’s some kind of a prince in fairy tale. I know that seems so cliché for me to say, but that’s how it feels. It is just so different from any other time I’ve been with a guy. In fact, I’ve really only been with boys.
