Page 139 of The Bet
“No, Izzy.” He moved her hand away, robbing her of the thrill.
“Xavier!” She needed him.
He sat up, his bulge still tenting in his boxer briefs.
“Let me—” she tried to reach out for him again, but he was quick to stand as he turned his back on her.
“You’re really doing this?” she asked, her voice sounding angrier than she intended as she got to her feet. He turned around to face her. “I want to see you again, and I want to take you somewhere nice, and make it be a proper date.”
“A properdate?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t have to take me anywhere nice.”
“You want me to take you somewhere bad?”
“No, I meant, you don’t have to impress me.”
“I want to take you out somewhere, and have a nice time.”
“I’ve been having a nice time with you, lately.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“So we’re making progress?”
“What do you think?” she grabbed his forearms and leaned up to kiss him. “Couldn’t you tell?”
“You liked that, didn’t you?” he asked, giving her another kiss, making her melt into him again.
“Hmmmm.” She made a noise while their lips were still joined.
He pulled away, and his hand trailed down her back, cupped her butt and squeezed. “I’ll drop you back.”
She made a face.
