Page 7 of Kissing my Grumpy Troll Boss
He tugs at his collar. “Ah, well. You could say that. Only the longer we do this, the harder it’s going to be for me to um… to hold back, if you catch my drift.”
My eyes widen. “Oh!”
He gives me an apologetic smile. “Yeah. Surely you noticed you’ve got me a little excited here.”
My chin drops automatically as if I can see between us to the place a very hard bulge presses against my belly. Oh that makes me all warm inside, knowing that he’s hard over me. That is what he’s implying, I’m almost sure of it. “Oh, well I don’t mind.”
I flush. I’d very, very much like to slide my hand down his firm abs to see for myself how big that bulge is. To explore the rest of him in the way I explored his mouth.
Mr. Kvalt’s laugh is pained. “Ha! Well, you will if you have me spill in my trousers and burn a hole through my clothing and yours!”
“Oh, right. Troll lava. But how do you…?” I glance away, embarrassed.
If he thinks I’m being too forward, he says nothing about it.
“Let’s not get carried away. I take it you’re a virgin?”
I nod, scuffing a foot on the floor. My snakes droop. Is he about to reject me? To tell me that while it was fun, playing at first kisses, the thought of teaching a thirty-year-old virgin about sex is too boring for words.
“Me too.” I look up astonished. He’s watching me. “How much do you know about troll biology and culture?”
“Not much.” I wish I knew more. Why didn’t I google instead of spending long hours daydreaming about him?
Mr. Kvalt tugs at his collar again. “Listen, there’s a lot to talk about here. Why don’t we get out of here and go grab something to eat. I know this quiet little Italian with the best pizza you’ve ever tasted.”
My relieved smile might be bordering on manic. “Yes! I mean I’d love to.”
He chuckles. “Great. Do you need to say goodbye to anyone first? I’m not interrupting your plans for tonight?”
I laugh. “Plans!” Then I cough and regulate my tone. “Ah no. No plans. I’m all yours.” I flush at how it sounds, but his smile only grows wider.
“Great. Let’s go out the back way or someone will try to stop me and I don’t want to be stopped right now. I’ve wanted this for a very long time.”
As he holds the door open for me and I tuck my jacket around myself a little tighter, I’m still glowing with the warmth of his words. And when my boss slings a huge arm around me and tucks me into his side, I can’t keep the stupid grin off my face a moment longer.
FIVE
Algonite
Thankfully my cock subsides to semi erect as I take Kat’s hand and lead her down Rentall St. When we arrive at Mama’s Trattoria, the owner, Antonia greets us with a twinkle in her eye. “Oh, Algi, a friend tonight, huh?”
She insists on making up the table for us in the window and lights the candle for us.
Antonia takes our order and it’s not lost on me the way Kat sits rigidly still, as if afraid her snakes might attack at any moment. They don’t, though. They just watch the world around them, taking it all in.
Kat is quiet. She keeps her hands neatly folded in her lap and doesn’t make eye contact. I can feel her creeping back into hershell. It doesn’t help that she has those dark glasses on again. It can’t be helped in public, I guess, but I wish it was just us so I could take them off and see her pretty eyes.
“So what are your plans for the holiday season? Do you have family in town?”
She shakes her head. “No. I’ll do my usual thing, I suppose.”
“What’s your usual thing?”
Kat glances up, but her eyes flick away quickly. She smooths her hand along a crease in the tablecloth, straightening it. “Oh, just keep to myself really. I’ve never really been a Christmas person.”
“Really?” This strikes me as sad. I mean I didn’t grow up celebrating Christmas. For a start trolls have no family beyond the earth mother. We make our own way in the world from the time we spring out of our egg. “There’s so much to like! I only moved to Heartstone ten years ago, but the Christmas markets converted me. We should go.”
At this, her gaze snaps to mine. “In Central Plaza? With all those people?”
