I was getting lost in her and this wasn’t the place to do it. I needed somewhere private. I reluctantly ended the kiss. I leaned my forehead down on hers. “Jesus, babe. We need to stop. Otherwise, I might just have to take you up against the wall of this damn store, and I don’t want that.” She pulled away from me. I didn’t let her go far.
“I don’t want that either. Let’s get the gas and then head back to my place. I can get changed and then we can go to the clubhouse. I think we need to have some people around before we get ourselves into trouble.”
“Baby, we’re already in trouble and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Give me a couple minutes to gas up and then we’ll head back. Do you need to use the bathroom?” She shook her head no and waited for me to fill up. As soon as I did, we got back on the road.
On the ride back, I thought about the progress I’d made and how much further I wanted to go with her. I was hoping tonight would be the night I finally got her to let me in all the way. I wasn’t going to push too hard and have her retreat. It was a delicate balancing act with her, but she was worth it. I knew I could convince her she was the one for me and I was the one for her. When we got to her house and inside, she took me to the living room.
“What can I get you to drink? I have almost everything.”
“A bottle of water would be great.” She left the room, and I looked around it. Her house was tastefully decorated in splashes of bright colors. I thought it matched what I thought of as her personality. She tried to be constrained, but the passion inside would peek out. Like when she stood up to me and Ajax at the hospital, or when she kneed that asshole in the balls. I knew when that passion broke out between us, we’d burn so damn hot we might set the world on fire. I couldn’t wait to go up in flames with her.
After she returned with my water, she took me to her room. I sat on her bed and watched television as she got ready. She fixed her hair differently and added more makeup, mainly to her eyes. As for her clothes, she changed into a different, and in my mind, sexier top. I’d be beating some men off her tonight. When she was done, I gave her a kiss.
“You look amazing as always. Let’s go, babe. I want to see who else is going to the Angel, and how the talking went with that asshole.”
“Me too. He’s such a creep. I wanted to punch him in the face at the ER. He beat her and acted like he was concerned. She was terrified of him. I was happy to help her and that she took my advice and got away from him. Hopefully it’s for good.”
“We can only hope. Let’s go.” I took her hand and we headed out. I was anxious to get our night started. I had high hopes about how it was going to end—with me and her in bed, all night long.