Page 55 of Good Vibes Only
I didn’t disagree. But I couldn’t stop myself from laughing, either, as I opened the passenger door for her.
“What? What is it?” she asked as she climbed in.
I hesitated. “Nothing. I agree. You’retotallyright,” I said, and shut her door.
When I climbed into the driver’s side, I told her what was really on my mind.
“But what I meant was, this is exactly what I always wanted—from a first date.”
“Aw! Brett!” She looked at me, a hand going to her heart. “That’s sweet! But, um, your ideal first date is eating burgers for lunch at the bar?”
“Is that so wrong?” I teased. “And let’s be real, weallknow your first dates with those scrubs who couldn’t even open your door for you weren’t any better.”
She laughed and bobbed her head. “Fair. You won’t get an argument from me there.”
I grinned. “But yeah. That’s my ideal first date. It’s just so much more relaxed andfun.”
“I suppose the girls you normally date expect to be wined and dined at all the poshest places, mm?”
“Yup. And all I ever wanted was to meet a cool chick who wasn’t above sitting at the bar and crushing a burger.”
“Well, I won’t lie. Idolove to be wined and dined from time to time.” She lowered her voice as if sharing a dirty secret, and admitted, “But I love eating at the bar, too. Call me trashy or whatever; I don’t care. I love it. Because you’re right, it feels more carefree. And more intimate, too, because you’re sitting right next to each other.”
I laughed. “No way. Stop it.”
“Stop what?!”
“You’re just saying what I wanna hear. Wait a minute—you’re a fuckgirl, aren’t you?”
She pursed her lips, trying not to laugh. “I am nota fuckgirl.”
“Oh my God—it all makes sense now,” I said, pretending as if I’d made a mindblowing revelation. “You ran a sex toy blog. Now you own an adult boutique. You’re more of a fuckgirl than I am a fuckboy! You’re just saying what I wanna hear so you can get in my pants!”
“I amnota fuckgirl!” She laughed and the back of her hand quickly met my chest with athwack.“And we both know I don’t need to sayanythingto get in your pants, either, thank you very much!”
I gasped. “Are you saying I’m easy?”
We bantered and teased and laughed with each other the whole drive back to her shop. It felt like only a minute had passed when I rolled to a stop just outside Good Vibes Only.
“Well, this is it,” she said, and our eyes locked. “Thanks again for lunch, Brett.”
“All my pleasure. I’m glad you came.”
“Me too,” she said. “I gotta say, I wasn’t sure how this would go. But I’m really happy you asked me out.”
“What weren’t you sure about?”
“Well, wejustsaw each other last night …”
“And?”
“And … I dunno …” she trailed off, shy. “I thought, um, maybe you were just trying to get laid?”
“Atlunch?” I asked, and we both laughed. “I mean, hey. You’re super hot. If you really wanted to get down at lunch, I definitely wouldn’t have said no. In fact … if it’s not too late?” I cast a suggestive glance into the back of the G Wagon, and gestured that we go back there.
“Bre~tt!” Embarrassed, she hid her face in her hands and laughed. “We can’t fuck in front of our stores!”
“I know, I know. I’m only kidding.” My voice turned serious for a moment. “But no, Mac. The reason I asked you out to lunch today was because we’re leaving on a road trip tonight. So this was my only chance to see you for the next week.” I lifted her chin. “I didn’t want you to forget about me. Ya know?”
