Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 90682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
“You’d like to…?” Posey encourages me to go on, but like, it’s hard with these chicks and everyone else in the room staring at me like this. Why didn’t I ask her to follow me somewhere private, for fuck’s sake?
“I think I’d like to give it a go. You know. Datin’.”
There’s a long pause as Posey rolls this over in her brain. “You want to date me?” More hesitation. “But…why?”
“What do you mean, why?”
“I mean—you don’t actually want to date me.”
What’s she implying? “Is there something wrong with you? Do you have an STD you aren’t tellin’ me? Do you have a husband hiding somewhere I don’t know about?”
“No.”
“Then why wouldn’t I want to date you?” I get closer; close enough that my leg brushes against her, and this time I do go down on one knee so she can hear what I’m about to say because I can only say it once. “You’re amazin’. I don’t know how you’re still single, but if I have anything to say about it, you won’t be for long.”
“Oh. My. God,” someone says.
“Shhhh.”
“I got a lot on my plate, so I think it’ll be intimidatin’ for you at first, but once we get through these rough patches—practice and the travel schedule and shit—I think we’ll have fun. I like you.” I like you? That sounds too basic. “You’re amusin’ and so freaking cute I can’t even stand it sometimes.”
My hand is on the back of her chair, our faces inches apart.
And while I’m making an ass out of myself, I might as well keep plowing forward.
I can’t fuck it up any worse than I already have.
“I’m sorry I left without sayin’ goodbye. I wasn’t thinkin’—I was in a bit of a panic. That picture leaked, and Eli had his dang underwear in a fucking twist, so I felt like I had to get my ass to the airport. And…” I stop to think about the other offenses. “I shouldn’t have left any cash, but I knew you still need to fix the deck, and figured you could pay off the old bag next door so she wouldn’t sell a story to the press.” Also. “I don’t know if you noticed, but there are indeed stains on the white sheets. So you’ll have to get new ones.”
Everyone’s eyes go wide at that last remark; everyone at the table, at least.
“Well then,” Posey says at last. “I suppose I can forgive you for leaving me cash on the counter like I’d done you some sexual favors you felt the need to pay for.”
Excuse me now? “Is that what you thought?”
“Um, yeah.”
“You’ve seen way too many movies.”
But she’s so damn irresistible.
“I’m datin’ a kindergarten teacher.”
“You are?”
“I don’t know—am I?”
She pretends to mull it over. “I suppose we could give it a try, considering you scare everyone away I try to go on dates with.”
"I’m sorry, but Brian is lucky I didn’t break his dick off.”
Posey chuckles, eyes sparkling, thank God. “True.”
“So do you want to date me?”
She takes a good long while to mull that over, too, before slowly nodding. “Yes.”
“You want to get out of here and make it official?”
Seeing her had made me horny as fuck, and I could stand to get laid right about now.
Posey laughs. “No.”
“No?”
“No. I’m going to sit here and continue having dinner with my girlfriends. You can go back to my place and wait for me until I get back.”
I can’t tell if she’s being serious or not, but then she hands me her stolen bouquet of roses. “Can you put these in water for me?”
I have no choice but to take them from her. “Sure.” I guess.
She tilts her face in such a way I know she’s wanting to be kissed on the cheek, so I lean over and press my lips against her skin. Then I run my nose along her jawline for good measure, inhaling her sweet perfume.
Damn, she smells like a snack.
I nibble her earlobe and whisper, “Are you sure I can’t convince you to come home with me?”
She shakes her head from side to side, but her lips are parted, and her eyelids are droopy.
“I’m sure.” She pauses. “You can be waiting for me on the bed when I get back, though. I’ll try not to be late.”
19
posey
I don’t know how I make it through the rest of the evening with my friends, my mind in a completely different place. Once Duke walked away, I was inundated by questions, the entire rest of the conversation monopolized by my love life.
I have a love life!
What?!
“Damn, that was hot.” Anna said once it was just the five of us again.
“No shit. I might have to text Eli and tell him to be waiting for me in bed when I get back,” Molly announced, pulling out her phone and shooting her boyfriend a message. “Be ready.” She read out loud as she typed. “Be. Naked.”