Page 69 of Whiskey Chase
“I’mnotgiddy,” I argued. “I’m drunk on orgasms.”
“Giddy. After all the guys I’ve seen you date, in high school and since, I’ve never seen you light up like you do when Devlin walks in a room. Who knew your type would be a buttoned up politician? I mean, it’s almost comical.”
“I don’t discriminate against any kind of penis,” I argued. “No matter what the person attached to it does for a living.”
“Oh, no, I think it’s something more than straight up dick worship,” Cassidy decided. “I think you like him.”
“Well, of course I like him,” I said grumpily. “I wouldn’t sleep with him otherwise.”
“Wade Zirkel,” June said, flipping another page in her magazine.
“Shut up, Juney.”
She smirked. “You know, Scarlett. Perhaps the feelings you’re experiencing are what someone else would consider romantic love.”
My body went rigid.
“Whoa. From the way your ass cheeks just seized up, I’d guess that Juney just hit a nerve,” Lula pointed out.
I lifted my head like a sea lion heaving itself onto the ice. “Love? Are you kidding me?” I didn’t like that thought one bit. I was a Bodine, after all. Bodines a) weren’t capable of love and b) made a huge mess of long-term relationships.
“I know your mama made you promise to wait, but I think she’d be givin’ you an exception for Devlin McCallister,” Cassidy pointed out innocently.
“We haven’t talked relationships. We’re not even exclusive,” I scoffed. Though if Devlin McCallister thought it was okay to stick that fine dick in someone else, he was sorely mistaken.
I had no intention of ever getting married. Not that it was something I’d ever discussed with anyone. My promise to my mama was just my excuse. After seeing my parents’ marriage and all the drama and pain that entailed, I had no interest in ever chaining myself for all of my miserable eternity. So if somehow my heart had gotten confused and stumbled a little bit over Devlin, it was just going to have to unstumble itself right quick.
“We’re just having fun,” I insisted.
“So, you won’t be upset when he packs up and goes home?” Cassidy asked.
I hadn’t thought about it. Not really. I’d been too busy getting under his skin, into his head… and into his bed.
“I’m well aware of the fact that he’s only here temporarily.” My stomach lurched.
“Annapolis isn’t that far from here,” Cassidy pointed out.
“What? You think we’d sign on for a long-distance relationship?” It wasn’t the worst idea, but it sure as hell wasn’t as convenient as strolling next door to take my clothes off.
“Or you could move there.”
“And do what?” I asked, baffled.
“I believe my sister is suggesting that you could follow Devlin and be in a relationship,” June piped up.
“He’s apolitician. Can you really see me being some politician’s girlfriend?” The room went silent as everyone present considered the idea. Cassidy started snickering, and then they were all in a full fit of laughter. Even June was smiling.
While I was glad they got my point, I’ll admit I was the teensiest sliver hurt by their agreement. I wasn’t a politician’s anything. I wouldn’t keep my mouth shut. I wouldn’t prance around in cocktail dresses and bat my lashes while the “menfolk” did the work. I knew it wasn’t fair for me to be pissed that they agreed with my own assessment, but sometimes you expect your friends’ opinions to be higher than your own. Their easy agreement checked a box that I’d been trying to avoid thinking about.
Whycouldn’tI be a good partner for Devlin?
I’d never backed down from a challenge before, not when it was something I wanted. Maybe I just needed to figure out what it was that I wanted where Devlin was concerned?
27
Devlin
Iknocked on Scarlett’s back door, noting that the tiny table here on the porch was set for two with napkins and utensils. There was a candle on the railing next to the table.
