Page 87 of The Fantasy League
My girl wanted to meet my family.
I cupped my hands underneath her butt, lifting her up into a hug and she instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist. I was half tempted to carry her out to the car and take her home right then. “You’re in luck, because they already fucking love you.”
“You told them about me?”
“How could I not?” I crashed my lips to hers again.
“I missed you.”
“I missed you so fucking much, Red. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep. That voice mail you left me broke my fucking heart. Don’t ever do that again.”
“Don’t give me a reason to.”
“Deal.” I lifted her up just enough so she could unwrap her legs from me and placed her feet back on the ground.
There’d be more time for her to be wrapped around me later. A lot more time.
“Aye, my boy!” Carlo walked out of the kitchen and slapped a hand on my shoulder with an obnoxious wink. “Look at you two lovebirds.Il vero amore.” Scarlett smiled at him and let out a faint laugh.
“Fuck off.” I rolled my eyes.
Carlo chuckled to himself as he walked back to the kitchen.
I laced Scarlett’s fingers with mine and led her over to a table that Carlo and I had set up earlier. I wanted us to have our first real date in the same place as our first fake one.
Well, fake for her. As far as I was concerned, that was our first official date and she couldn’t convince me otherwise.
I wasn’t lying when I said that she was the only person that I’d ever brought here. Even back then, I think I’d held on to the hope that Scarlett and I would end up together.
At least now we wouldn’t have to lie whenever we were asked about where our first date was, no matter which time line you looked at.
“Please tell me we’re eating dinner here too?”
“If you want to.”
“Did you order the risotto?”
“Carlo’s in the back making it right now.”
I held out a chair for Scarlett and she plopped down into it but immediately scooted her seat closer to mine. She smiled up at me with a seductive grin and rested a hand on the upper part of my thigh, which was incredibly close to my cock.
“If you keep this up, we’re going to have to take this food to go,” I said in a hoarse voice while peppering kisses along her jaw all the way to that spot she liked just below her ear.
“Carlo!” Scarlett twisted her head, shouting toward the kitchen. “We’ll take everything to go, please!”
A chuckle burst from my chest, and I pulled her closer to me. She turned her head back toward me, and I closed the short distance between our lips.
I couldn’t get enough of her mouth. Or touching her.
Fuck, I loved this girl.
“Quickly!” I chimed in.
* * *
My fingertipsslowly grazed across her inner thigh as we drove through the busy streets. Scarlett peeled my hand from her thigh, interlocking her fingers with mine, and I brought her hand to my mouth to kiss the back of it.
When we stopped at a red light, I pulled our woven hands into my lap and Scarlett untangled our hands to teasingly run her fingers over my growing length.
