Page 63 of Tempted
“You like him, right? He’s the one alwaysplaying on your phone?”
She screams in excitement and bounces in herseat.
“Pull over!”
“Why?”
“Just do it!”
I pull over, park, and turn to her. Sheunbuckles her seat belt and climbs into my lap. Her lips are allover my face, a “thank you” coming out between each kiss.
“You’re welcome, babe.”
“You aresogetting a blowjob forthis.”
“Shit. Who else you like?”
She giggles and moves into her seat as I pullback onto the road.
“I’ll give you a list. Why are there fourtickets?”
“I thought you’d want to take Chrissy. Theother one is for Ron.”
“Awesome! But…these are for tonight. Gage!You couldn’t give me a little notice?”
“We might have to stay overnight, so pack abag.”
She pulls her phone out of her pocket, andpretty soon I hear Chrissy screaming on the other end. I pull intoher driveway just as she hangs up.
“Okay. She’s gonna come over, so you can pickus up here.”
“Got it.”
“Where’s my kiss?” I ask as she reaches forthe door. She rolls her eyes and pecks me on the cheek. I grab theback of her neck and pull her lips to mine. I tease them with mytongue until she grants me entrance. Before I can slip inside, shepulls away, drawing a shaky breath.
“Three days, Gage.Threedays.Can you believe it?”
“I know.”
“Seems like I’ve been waiting forever.”
“Tell me about it. Maybe we should go awaysomewhere…just the two of us. Go lay up on a beach for a fewdays.”
“Yeah, we could make love under a palmtree.”
Make love.Usually, those words wouldmake my skin itch. But not coming from her. The dreamy expressionin her eyes makes me want to give that to her. The problem is, Idon’t know how.
“We canfuckunder a palm tree.”
She glares at me and pushes me away. “Youjust had to go and be nasty.Bye.”
“I’ll pick you up at seven!” I shout just asshe slams the car door.
I wait until she’s inside then drive off.From three months to three days. I can’t believe I made it. I can’tbelieve I made it with no pussy. Well, the last six weeks since wegot together anyway. Shit. I hope I don’t make a fool of myself andcome too quickly. I guess I just need to make sure I take care ofher first.
When I get to the clubhouse, I find Ronwaiting for me. I toss the car keys to Booker as I pass him. “Getit washed, will ya?”
“Sure thing, Prez.”
