Page 39 of Tequila & Lace
“You know I like to fuck around.” He took my lips, silencing me for a few seconds.
“Fine, don’t tell me. Will we be back in time for my date tonight?” The sentence sounded weird as it rolled off my tongue.
“Of course, gorgeous.”
I changed and so did Paul and then we jumped in hisJeep.I hated not knowing the plan when it came to things—anything. I was a planner.
“Where are we going?” I asked again as we drove farther out of town.
He looked over at me and smirked. “Oh right, I forgot. You can’t go with the flow.”
I stuck my tongue out at him.
“Lean that closer over to me.”
I did as he asked and we kissed briefly and then he returned his attention back to the road. We drove some more and then finally turned down another road.
“We’re going to Mount Charleston?” I asked as I read the sign.
“Yep.”
“To…?”
He chuckled. “Hike.”
“Oh.” I smiled. I could do that. It beat going to the smoky casinos and since we were driving for a while, I knew we weren’t going to a gym.
“That’s the sweaty part and then we’ll have a picnic.”
“I can handle that.”
He squeezed my hand that he was already holding and he smiled.
Drip
Drip
Drip
I clenched my thighs trying to relieve the ache building between them. No matter how much I wanted to deny it, I wanted this sinful man beside me.
We hiked a five and a half mile trail that looped around. I followed Paul because I had no idea where I was going even though it was pretty much one way and was clearly marked. I was enjoying being outdoors, taking in the scenery; the vast mountains, lush trees and when we started hiking, the sky was blue with only a few white clouds. By the time we were heading back, a few darker clouds had started to roll in.
“I think it’s going to rain.” I looked up at the sky.
“We’ll be fine.” I gave him a questioning look. “It’s only a few clouds.”
We found an empty patch of grass and Paul opened his backpack. He pulled out a thin, plush blanket just big enough for the both of us. I expected him to pull champagne from his backpack, but instead he had sandwiches, fruit, chips, and water packed. He even had a cookie for each of us.
“Thanks for lunch,” I said, breaking off a piece of the cookie.
He was laying on his side with his elbow under him for support when he leaned in and took my lips. It tasted of the chocolate from the chocolate chip cookie. “I really like spending time with you, Andi.”
My face heated despite the chill that was starting to move in with the clouds. “I like spending time with you too.”
“Tell me about your life before moving to Sin City.”
I tensed briefly, trying to stare him in the eyes so he didn’t know I was about to lie to him. “You know, dates and stuff.” I shrugged as if it was no big deal since it was what we did here.
