“Mmmmm,” she mumbled as my lips continued to graze her neck.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Her dress had ridden up slightly and I found my fingers stroking her thigh. She tilted her head, her face lighting up in a smile.
“It’s a definite yes.” Her lips crashed against mine as her hand curled around my neck. I felt her bite my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth to her, her tongue dueling with mine. She might be telling me things were complicated, that she couldn’t get involved, but her actions were telling me she was as all in as I was. As she pulled out of the kiss, she snuggled into my arms, her head dropping onto my shoulder.
Sitting up suddenly she looked out across the bar. Turning to face me, her eyes were wide with excitement. “Is that a photo booth?” she was pointing to the other side of the room. Looking across to where she was pointing, I nodded.
“Yeah, I think so. Do you want to try it?” She nodded enthusiastically. “Okay,” I said, laughing. “Drink up and we’ll go see if it’s working.”
“I really hope it is! I love those booths. There was always one at the Westwood street fair. Mom and I would go in and make stupid faces. I loved waiting for the pictures to drop into the slot, desperate to see how they’d turned out.” She smiled sadly at me and I knew she was thinking about her mom. I pulled her against me and kissed her head.
“Let’s go then. You can introduce me to photo booth fun.” She looked at me in surprise.
“Are you telling me you’ve never been in a photo booth?” She frowned in disbelief.
I shook my head, laughing at the expression on her face. “Nope. I’m a photo booth virgin.”
“Well, we need to fix that. Come on.” She jumped off my lap and held out her hand to me. Standing up, I grinned before downing the rest of my drink. Taking her hand in mine, we made our way across the bar. I watched as she bounced up and down excitedly as we came to stand in front of the booth. Pulling the red velvet curtain across, she tugged me inside. There was a bench seat on one side and a small screen on the other. The words “eyes here” were written above the screen and an arrow pointed to where we needed to look. Sitting down I gave Quinn a dollar, and she slipped it into the slot.
“Okay,” she said, sitting down next to me. “It’s going to flash four times, with a few seconds between each flash. Ready?” I nodded, and she put her head next to mine. “Don’t forget to make a stupid face,” she reminded me, and I turned to look at her as she stuck her tongue out. The flash went off, and I realized I was looking at her rather than the camera. “You missed that one!” she exclaimed with a chuckle. “Try again.” Turning to where I needed to look, I crossed my eyes and stuck out my tongue just as the flash went off again. “Getting better.” She put her fingers in the corners of her mouth and made another silly face. I did the same, laughing at how stupid we must look. After all the pictures had been taken, Quinn pulled the curtain back, rushing out of the booth.
“The pictures come out here.” She pointed to a small slot on the side of the booth. “It’s too noisy in here, but if it were quieter, you could hear the mechanism inside as it prepares and prints the pictures.” She leaned her ear up against the booth and smiled. “It’s making memories,” she said quietly, her ear still pressed against the booth.
I watched her as she waited for the pictures to fall into the slot. God, I wanted to kiss her again. The more time I spent with her, the more I was falling for her. I was usually a one- or two-date kind of guy, quick to move on to the next. It was different with Quinn though. I wanted to hold her hand, talk to her, wrap her in my arms and never let go. Shit, I wasn’t normally the guy who held hands and cuddled. I was usually only interested in sex. Being with Quinn though made me want it all. Watching her face light up as the strip of pictures fell into the slot, an unfamiliar feeling settled in my chest. It wasn’t a bad feeling, but it was a feeling I’d definitely never experienced before.
“They’re ready,” she cried as she snatched them up and began to study them. “Well three of them are good. You’re looking at me for the first one.” She held them out, and I laughed as I saw her sticking her tongue out.
“They’re great, baby.” I watched her cheeks redden at my term of endearment. “So, you’ve only ever been in a photo booth with your mom then?” I asked as an idea came to me. She nodded, and I grabbed her hand. “How about a photo booth first for the both of us?” I pulled her back into the booth and fed another dollar into the slot.
“What do you—” Quinn started. I cut her off by turning her chin with my fingers and pressing my lips to hers. Deepening the kiss as the camera went off, I snaked my tongue into her mouth, hearing her moan as my tongue touched hers. Pulling out of the kiss, I brushed my lips across her nose just as the camera went off again. My forehead rested on hers and I was so caught up in her I had no idea whether the camera had finished taking shots.
“First kiss in a photo booth,” I muttered against her lips. “I think we got all four shots.” Kissing me on the lips, she grinned. “Let's go wait for the images.” I nodded and led her out of the booth. We must have been in there longer than we thought as the photos were waiting for us once we got outside. Picking them up, I showed them to her.
“Wow! We look hot!” She took the strip out of my hands and looked at them. I had to agree with her. The first shot was of us making out, with the second shot capturing me kissing her on the nose. Then there was another of us kissing. The final shot was my forehead on hers, both of us with our eyes closed. “I love them. Thank you,” she whispered, going up on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek.
Taking her hand, we headed to the exit. It was cold outside, and I wrapped my arm around her in an attempt to keep her warm. It was only a short walk to the truck, and we were soon heading back to the ranch. We drove back in comfortable silence, and I kept glancing over to look at her, finding her looking at the two strips of photos, a smile on her face. As we pulled up at the ranch, I ran around the truck to open her door. After helping her down, we walked hand in hand toward the house.
“I’ve had such a great night, Brody,” she said as we climbed the porch steps. “Thank you.”
“I’ve had a great time too, Quinn.” Unlocking the front door, I held it open for her as she walked ahead of me. “I’ll walk you to your room,” I said as I watched her yawn in the hallway. She nodded and took my hand, following me up the stairs. As we came to a stop outside her bedroom, I dropped her hand and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into me. “I’ll see you tomorrow then?” My eyes dropped to her lips as she nodded. Bending my head, I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her gently. As I pulled away, she reached her arms around my neck and pulled my head down, her lips crashing against mine. Nibbling on my bottom lip, I opened my mouth to her. She pushed her tongue inside and I found myself pushing her up against the wall next to her bedroom. Kissing around her jaw, I continued down her neck, my hands running up her sides. My fingers brushed the edges of her breasts and her hands found their way into my hair.
“Brody,” she moaned. Hearing her moan my name made my already hard cock even harder, and I pushed against her. She tugged on my hair and I moved my lips from her neck back up to her mouth, kissing her like I was consumed by her and I guess at that point, right then, I was.
As I finally broke the kiss, we were both panting hard. Quinn’s cheeks were flushed, and her nipples were pebbled and visible through the material of her dress. There was no way I wanted to leave her at her bedroom door and go down the hall to my room. I wanted to peel her dress from her body and lick every inch of her. Knowing I couldn’t do that yet, I reluctantly took a step back. Her breathing was coming under control and she smiled shyly at me.
“Wow, Brody… that was…” She trailed off, unable to finish. Smiling, I pecked her quickly on the lips, afraid if I did anything more than a quick kiss I wouldn’t be able to stop.
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” It was more of a statement than a question. I knew I’d be seeing her and I already couldn’t wait. She nodded and reached behind her for the door handle.
“Night, Brody.”
“Night, baby,” I whispered as she walked backward into her room, her eyes fixed on me as she closed the door. Taking a deep breath, I re-arranged my hard-on and walked slowly down the hall, not wanting the night to end.
Walking into my room, I headed straight to the bathroom, knowing I needed a cold shower if I had any chance of falling asleep.
Quinn
Waking up, I stretched my arms above my head and grinned as memories of last night flooded my mind. Closing my eyes, I couldn’t believe how perfect my date with Brody had been. I had no idea how things would be when I saw him today, and nervous excitement bubbled in my stomach. I’d tried to convince myself I wasn’t falling for him, that I couldn’t stay on the ranch if anything developed between us. But one night with him and I was feeling things I’d only read about in books. Sighing, I brushed my fingers across my lips, remembering when Brody had kissed me and how I’d felt when I’d been wrapped in his strong arms.