Page 35 of Sensation Fantasies 3
“What do you have in mind?” he asked.
“Well, champagne is always better licked off abs.”
Slate:Key is under the blue flower pot. I’ll see you after my game. Can’t wait to see you.
I read the text as I disembarked from the plane with a huge smile on my face. The game had just started, so I had time to call an Uber and have them stop at the liquor store so I could get provisions.
When I got to his house, I showered and then turned on the game. Once it was over, I waited for my man to come home.
I heard the garage open about an hour later. My heart started to race with excitement, and when Slate walked through the door, I stood and moved to him. “Three for four with two doubles? You’re my All-Star.” I kissed him.
“Just doing my job.”
“Right. You know it’s your passion.”
“It is.” We broke apart. “Did you eat?”
“No, I was waiting for you.”
“We usually have a catered meal at the end of a game”—he moved toward the kitchen—“but I didn’t eat since I wanted to race home to you.”
“I love hearing you say that.”
“What?”
“Race home to me.”
He grinned over his shoulder. “I like saying it.”
I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his back. “See, this isn’t so bad.”
“Nope. I like it.” He turned in my arms. “Want me to order Chinese?”
“Sure, if that’s what you want.”
“It’s quick and delicious.”
“How quick?”
“About thirty to forty minutes.”
I smirked. “You know what we can do while we wait?”
“Is that what you’re wearing?” Slate asked.
I looked down at my plaid pants and polo tee. “Aren’t we going golfing?”
“Yes, in Arizona. You’ll die in pants.”
“Oh.” I laughed. “Well, I didn’t bring any shorts beside my swim trunks.”
“I got a pair.” He walked back to the bedroom, and I followed. He pulled a pair of khaki shorts from a drawer and handed them to me. “Hopefully these fit.”
I took the shorts from him. “Look at us already sharing clothes.”
“Does this mean we’re dating? I mean …” He looked down at the floor.
“Hey.” I moved to him and tilted his chin up. “I’d say we’re dating. No sense in getting embarrassed.”
