Page 88 of His Curvy Happiness
“Okay, then let’s come to an agreement right now. You’re going to stop worrying about what we are, if I’m wishing you were Reegan, and what everyone else is thinking about us. Okay?”
“What is your side of the deal?”
“I’m going to think of new ways to make you come,” I whispered.
Her cheeks flashed bright red. “Landon.”
“What?”
“You can’t say things like that to me.”
“Why not?”
She squirmed in her seat.
“Does it turn you on?”
“Maybe.”
“I think it does. And I think you’re going to think about me later tonight. You’re going to slide your hand into your panties and make yourself come. You’re going to wish I was there with you to lick you until you scream, then stretch you out and come with you.”
“Jesus,” she exhaled.
“If it makes you feel better, I’m going to replay this conversation later, too. I’m going to shoot all over my shower walls as I imagine you touching yourself.”
“You will?”
“I do all the time.”
“No, you don’t.”
I laughed mirthlessly. “Yeah, I do. Since before we started flirting lessons.”
Her mouth fell open.
“I like a woman who can make me laugh.”
She grinned, her cheeks turning pink again.
“I can’t wait until the wedding. Until I have you all to myself for an entire night.”
“What?”
“I thought you said Mikayla was spending the night at the MacKellars.”
“She is, but I… I didn’t know you wanted us to spend the night together.”
“We don’t have to if you have a better offer.”
She shook her head. “No better offer.”
“Good. Then will you be mine for the night?”
She nibbled her lip, her eyes dancing with excitement. “Yes.”
I smiled, feeling like it was a victory. Casey in my bed all night long. Hell yes.
Two days until the wedding. The flowers were on the truck arriving at the end of the day, and I was ready to get everything put together. It was going to be a long two days, but I was ready for it.
