Page 20 of Falling Too Soon
That earned me a raised eyebrow. “Behave, I mean actual food,” Daphne shot back while rummaging through our provisions.
“It’s kind of late for lunch. How about an early dinner? I can order a pizza from that place in town, or we can go out?” I suggested.
Daphne shrugged. “No offense, but I think we should stay in or at least not be seen in town anymore together.” She laughed. “You may be used to living in the spotlight, but I am definitely not.”
“That’s fair, so takeout then? I can go pick it up and I’ll grab a few more things from the store to get us through the next couple of days,” I offered.
“Okay, that sounds good. What are you in the mood for?” Daphne asked.
“You,” I said with a wink. I was only half joking, “but I saw some menus in the drawer by the fridge. Why don’t you see what our options are while I get changed?” She shook her head but then went to dig through the drawer with the menus while I made my way to my room.
When I returned to the kitchen, Daphne was bent over the island, facing away from me with her chin resting on her hands as she scanned the menus spread out before her.I wish she were spread out before me,I thought. I walked up behind her and placed a hand on the small of her back because, of course, I couldn’t help myself, making her jump.
“Shit, oh my God, you scared the shit out of me,” she said breathlessly, clutching her chest.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to. I swear.” I motioned, crossing my heart, and vowed to remember this for the future. Shewas cute when she was spooked and breathless. “Find anything good?”
“Yeah, pizza is fine with me. When you mentioned it before, it sounded good, but I wanted to see what my options were. If I’m being honest, I could eat pizza every day. It’s actually one of my favorite foods,” she mentioned as she walked over to her bag that was slung across a dining table chair. She pulled out her wallet and started looking through it. “Here, let me get the pizza.”
“Nope, I got it,” I countered as I pulled on my jacket to leave.
“Listen, Nathan. You got lunch yesterday and groceries, and I still owe you for letting me crash in your rental. You’ve got to let me contribute somehow,” she said as she tried to shove a fistful of money at me.
“Fine,” I acquiesced, taking her money. “What toppings do you want? But I swear if you say any fruits, you’re getting your own pizza.”
Daphne pretended to be insulted and put a hand to her chest. “Excuse me, sir, but do I strike you as some sort of pizza heretic?” We laughed, and then she went on, “I’m pretty easygoing when it comes to pizza. No mushrooms or fruit, and I’ll be good. But if you don’t bring me crushed red peppers, you’ll be dead to me.”
“The only wrong answer there was pineapple, Daphne. I’m relieved to know you aren’t a total psycho,” I joked and walked toward the door. “Wait,” I stopped and walked back to her, “let me put my number in your phone and then you can text me alist of what you need from the store while I’m out.” Was this my sneaky way of getting her digits? Perhaps, but clearly, I wasn’t above playing dirty. Surprisingly, she handed her phone to me, and I entered my number and then sent myself a text, so I had her number too. I handed her phone back. “Okay, I’ll be back. Text me a list.” She smiled, nodded her agreement, and gave a small wave as I was closing the front door.
18
DAPHNE
The door closed, and I turned to assess our food situation. If he was already going to the store, I might as well have him stock the place with some snacks and stuff to make meals for the next few days. I was going to be here for another four days, but then I had to return to reality. Ugh, reality, what would that look like when I got out of here?
Marcus kept texting and calling despite the fact that I hadn’t responded to him. Thankfully, I had gotten all of my stuff out of his place before I came here, so that was one less thing to worry about when I got home. Where I was going to stay was another issue, though. Lexi’s place was small, and while I knew I was more than welcome to crash there, it wasn’t a permanent solution. After this fun escape from reality, I’d have to look for a place of my own.
That was a later problem, though. Now, I had to figureout what we needed from the store. I went through the kitchen, noting what we had on hand, what we could make and what would get us through the next few days. When I was satisfied with my shopping list, I opened my phone to send Nathan a text.Sex God. I shook my head and laughed to myself. Of course, he couldn’t put his actual name in my phone. Rolling my eyes, I typed out a message.
Me
Sex God, huh?
Nathan
I mean, you’re always screaming for God when I fuck you, so I figured it was fitting, Kitten.
Me
I’m changing your name to “full of himself.” Anyway, here’s the list of things we could use from the store. Thanks again for going into town.
Nathan
Change my name to anything you want, but when I get home, you’ll be screaming it.
Sweet Cheesus, the mouth on this man.When he gets home. Why did that sound so fucking good? And I was already wet thinking of the things he might do to me when he got here. I headed to my room to take a quick shower, shave all of my bits, and change into something a little less comfortable. But before I got in the shower, though, I shot off one last text.
Me
