She seems to realize the kiss isn’t coming and she smiles kind of awkwardly.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then unless you get a better offer on the way home.”
“Unlikely.” I grin. “I’ll text you the details.”
I watch her as she fishes her keys out and opens the door. I start to walk away, but she calls out my name. I turn back to her.
“Georgie is a girl,” she says.
She lets the door close behind her, leaving me in the street shaking my head. That girl is fucking trouble. I smile to myself as I walk away, writing out a text message to her.
“You’re going to pay for that.”
Her reply is fast.
“Promises, promises.”
Oh, it’s a promise alright. Zoe has no idea who she is messing with, and when she finds out, I’ll be so far up her pussy, she’ll be feeling my cock in her stomach.
CHAPTER SIX
ZOE
I have known Mac for exactly eleven hours and seventeen minutes. I feel like I’ve known him all of my life. We spent half of the night texting each other flirting, fun messages that had me so wet I almost reached into my panties and got myself off.
This morning, I woke up to a text from him. He’s taking me to Sea World for our date. It’s like my favorite place in the whole world. It’s like he already knows me. He’s picking me up in ten minutes, and I’m still not quite ready.
I spent so long this morning filling Georgie in on the night before that we were late hitting the waves, so I was late coming back to my apartment to change. Georgie was happy for me, but I could see she was a little worried about how quickly I am falling for Mac. I couldn’t explain it to her. I can’t even explain it to myself. I just know in my heart he’s the one.
I have changed into a short white sundress that shows my tan off. My hair and skin are still salty from the seawater, but it’s too late to shower. I put on some lip gloss and a pair of flat sandals and call myself done. I’ve never been one for wearing a load of makeup. I hate the way it makes my skin feel heavy. I finish just in time because my intercom is buzzing. Mac is here.
Oh my god, Mac is here. I feel a sizzling feeling in my stomach. A feeling so intense it makes me feel dizzy. Fuck, I hope that spark is still there now we’re both sober and seeing each other again.
I pick up the receiver on the intercom.
“Coming,” I say.
“Wow. I haven’t even touched you yet.” Mac laughs.
No, he hasn’t, but his voice and his laugh bring forth a rush of liquid from my pussy. I wonder if white is really the right color to wear today. What if I soak through my dress and it’s obvious? It’s too late to change now though.
I grab my purse and leave, locking my front door. I bounce down the stairs and out into the street. I am so excited, I don’t know what to do with my hands.
I see him the second I step out onto the street. My pussy twitches at the sight of him, calling for him. I remind myself that I want to wait until I’m married to give myself to someone, but now, I am seriously questioning the logic of that choice. I mean, if you know you’re going to be with someone forever, why wait? It’s not like the piece of paper makes any difference to how two people feel about each other.
He turns around as the door closes behind me and he smiles when he sees me. Butterflies dance in my stomach, and I feel my face flushing as I look at him standing there in his jeans and a T-shirt that shows off his carefully crafted pecs and his tight abs. I swallow hard, aware of his gaze on me. I look at his eyes as they rove over my body. I see the same lustful look in them that he wore last night, and I feel relief flood me.
It wasn’t all in my imagination. We don’t feel differently in the light of day. He still wants me every bit as much as I want him. He smiles at me and gestures toward a red car that sits at the side of the curb.
“Your chariot awaits.” He grins.
He opens the passenger side door, and I get in, trying not to let my dress ride up too much. Judging by the sharp intake of breath I hear from Mac, the flesh I’m already flashing is more than enough to get his engine running.
He closes the door and goes around to the driver’s side. He gets in, and we pull away.