Page 21 of Havoc
She raises an eyebrow at me. “I mean these chicken things are her thing, she’s made them for every party we’ve ever had.”
Busted.
“Fine, I didn’t touch the food but you should be grateful for that.” I pull her over so that she’s sitting between my legs. “That’s better.”
“For who? Now I can’t reach the food.” We laugh and I tug the blanket bringing everything within arm’s reach for us.
“Don’t pretend like you aren’t impressed,” I whisper in her ear enjoying the way the goose bumps break out over her skin.
“Don’t pretend like you don’t love all the shit I give you.”
I pull her tight to me. “Does it feel like I’m trying to hide anything when it comes to you?” I’m hard just having her this close to me and I know she can feel it.
“No, it certainly doesn’t.” She turns so she’s on her knees facing me. “You trying to get me arrested for public indecency?”
“I’m not trying to do anything. In fact, if you want to take the lead, you can be my guest.”
“Nah, I think I’ll just watch the movie.” She laughs sitting back down between my legs.
I groan. “You’re enough to drive a man crazy, you know that?”
“Why do you think I tried to warn you? I told you, you couldn’t handle me.”
I make a quick move, flipping her onto her back and hover over her. “Now we both know that shit isn’t true.”
Her tongue darts out licking her lips. “Prove it.”
Challenge accepted.
