Page 80 of Wild About You
“Well, it turns out it’s a lot more fun when you can afford to buy whatever you want.”
“Ah, yes. I remember those days.” I sigh.
“But we’re not here for me.”
My brows scrunch together.
“I remember what it was like. A year ago, I was sharing an apartment with three guys and every last dime I had went toward rent or feeding myself.”
“No, Ty—” I start when I realize where this is going. “You have already done so much for me with my car and don’t think I didn’t notice all my favorite foods stocked in the fridge.”
“Then do it for me. All the shit I wanted to buy for you when we were together the first time and couldn’t. I hated that I couldn’t buy you jewelry and flowers.”
“I didn’t need any of that then and I don’t need it now. I have a few tutoring gigs next week. I’ll be fine.”
He sticks out his bottom lip in a pout. “Then let me pay you for watching Ev.”
I relent with a sigh. “Okay. I could use a new pair of shoes, but nothing too over the top.”
“And a dress.”
I cock my head to the side.
Tyler grins. “The dress is for me.”
25
I DO LOVE A GOOD ART PROJECT
TYLER
It’s true,I dreaded shopping when I couldn’t afford things and I still don’t enjoy buying myself things—my car excluded, but buying shit for Everly and Piper, yeah, that’s fun.
And the bonus with Piper is when she tries on a dress that shows off her cleavage and long legs, I don’t want to maim anyone that looks her way like I did with Ev. Well, okay, I do but it’s different.
“I think this is the most beautiful dress I have ever worn,” she says as she comes out of the dressing room. Her face is all lit up and I haven’t seen her smile so big in years.
My throat is tight as I stand from the chair I’ve been sitting in while I wait. “Damn, Piper.”
“Think Principal Best will have a problem with me teaching in this?” She pops a hip and sticks out her boobs.
“I don’t think a lot of learning is happening with you in that dress.” I stare at her, too entranced to do anything else. “I know somewhere you could wear it though. I have a fundraiser I have to go to in a few weeks for the Wildcat Foundation. Food, drinks, and a bunch of hockey players. Come with me? I’m sure Scarlett will be there.”
She drapes her arms around my neck. “Oh, well, if Scarlett’s going to be there, then yes, I’m definitely in.”
I kiss her and push her backward into the dressing room. She squeaks and giggles as I pull the curtain closed behind us.
Every time I kiss her, it feels so unreal. I frame her face with my hands and urge her to open wider so I can sweep my tongue inside of her mouth.
The silky material of the dress pressed against me is sexy as fuck. I run my hands down around her waist and up her back to the zipper. The only thing sexier than Piper in this dress? Taking her out of it.
Nothing is more satisfying in this moment than the purr of the metal coming apart.
“How’s it coming in there?” the sales associate’s chirpy, helpful voice interrupts as I’m sliding one strap off her shoulder.
Piper straightens, but I’m far more reluctant to stop.
“Tyler,” she hisses. It’d be more convincing if her tongue wasn’t still in my mouth.
