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“Nope.”
Tilting my head, I tried to sort through the long list of fetishes running through my mind. “You like to lick feet?”
“Nooo.”
“Anuses?”
She couldn’t keep a straight face. “I’m not telling you until you show up and the bus is at least an hour away from Dublin.”
“It’s anuses or you would have denied it when I asked.”
“Maybe.” She grinned. “Would that disgust you?”
I scratched my neck. “Depends how much soap and water was involved.”
Liv pulled a wallet from her handbag when the waiter brought the bill to our table. “How much do I owe for the pizza?”
I snatched the bill. “Nothing, I’ve got it.”
“I’m happy to split it.”
Ignoring her, I left money and stood up. “I need your number so we can coordinate.”
Liv was getting up too and reached out her palm. “If you give me your cell phone, I’ll put in my number.”
“Here.”
When she returned it, I had a number on my phone with a contact name saying, “The cute coffee thief.”
“Text me so I have your number.”
Shooting her a quick text, I wrote. “To the girl who likes to lick rectums. Can’t wait for our trip tomorrow. Good thing I’ll be sitting down so I won’t tempt you.”
Liv read it and with a smile on her lips, and a raised eyebrow, she texted back to me. “Whatever, Rain Man.”
I grinned. “You don’t play nice, do you?”
“Sometimes. Why? Am I being too hard on you?”
“No, I’m a big boy. I can handle it.”
Humor played in her eyes. “We’ll see about that.”
My confidence had grown a lot over these five years since I’d first met her, but the strong sensual energy that pulsed between us still made me unsure.
Am I misreading her?
Is she just being friendly?
It felt like she was flirting with me, but I had misinterpreted social situations before and decided to go slow. “See you tomorrow morning then.”
“Yes, I’ll book the tickets tonight and text you.” She opened her arms for a hug and I reciprocated albeit a little stiffly.
“See you later, Liv.”
“Yup. Bright and early for a full day of adventure. I can’t wait.”
CHAPTER 4
