Page 52 of Addicted to You
He lifted a brow. “What’s that?”
“It’s an amusement park. You want to go?”
His eyes lit up. “Hell yeah.”
“Great. Let’s finish up breakfast, and then we can leave.”
Two hours later, I found a parking spot for my red Porsche Taycan that I rarely ever drove, even though I bought it a couple of years ago. Grabbing my backpack from the backseat, I pulled out a bottle of sunscreen I’d found in my bathroom and shoved in there. The sun was already beating down on us, and I’d learned my lesson several years ago that playing drums with a sunburn was pure hell.
I squirted some into my hand. “I prefer the spray stuff, but this was all I had. The sun can be brutal here, so you might want to put some on.” I tossed the bottle to Cash.
“Thanks.” He caught the sunscreen and popped open the cap.
Once we were protected, we headed for the front gates.
As we waited in line, I felt Cash’s hand touch my neck. “Looks like you didn’t rub in all the sunscreen back here.”
My mind instantly thought of some other spots he could rub as his touch sent a shiver down my spine.
Damn, I needed to get laid because clearly jerking off wasn’t cutting it if I was reacting to his innocent touch.
“Uh, thanks,” I replied.
After we made it through the metal detectors and my bag was searched, we passed a couple of concession stands, and the smell of fried food nearly made me salivate. “Just so you know, the smoothie you made this morning was the last healthy thing I plan on eating today,” I announced. “Because I plan on indulging in as much junk food as I can.”
He snorted. “That’s fine, as long as you don’t puke on me on any of the rides.”
“No promises.” I smirked. “But I’ll do my best.”
We made a beeline for Full Throttle and didn’t have to wait too long before getting on.
“I gotta ask. Are you a screamer?” I grinned.
“On roller coasters?” He shook his head. “No.”
If I didn’t know better, I would think he purposelymade that sound dirty, but before I could tease him about his answer, we were slammed back into our seats as the car launched us forward.
I gripped the safety bar, laughing as we sped through loops and sharp turns. By the time we came to a stop, my heart was still racing.
As we walked off the ride with huge grins on our faces, Cash said, “That was awesome. It’s been years since I’ve been on a ride like that.”
“That was just a warm-up.” I led him to the next roller coaster that tilted forward so you were face down and felt as though you were flying.
We spent the rest of the day getting on as many rides as possible, and like I’d told Cash I planned on doing, I ate practically everything in sight. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had so much fun doing something that didn’t involve drugs or sex.
By the time we got back to my apartment, I could barely walk. We stumbled through the door before we both collapsed on my couch.
“Today was a blast. I’m glad you thought of that.”
I rubbed my stomach. “Yeah, but I might have overdone it on the food.”
He chuckled. “You think? I could have told you that when you bought a second funnel cake. You’re gonna have your work cut out for you at the gym tomorrow to burn all of those calories.”
“I can think of a better way to burn off the calories tonight,” I joked.
He shoved me playfully. “You’re ridiculous. I’m going to shower before I crash. Be ready to hit the gym at nine.”
“Got it.” I stood and started walking to my room. “Goodnight.”
