“Hey, come on. This is your first date since me.”
“Yeah, and he was a pediatrician who still managed to run for the hills when I told him Axl was my main focus, and that I’m still legally married to my ex who lives two doors down from me.”
“And you’re surprised by this?”
“I know. Who wouldn’t run for the hills?” She sighs. “Maybe that’s all I get, you know?”
“What?”
“Well, maybe this is it for me. I’m just a mom. I didn’t even get laid. I didn’t even get to finish the breadsticks before he was gone. I mean, I waxed my fucking hoo-ha for that asshole. The least he could have done was eat me out.”
“I’ll eat you out,” I say with a nonchalant grin, though I’m dead fucking serious. “Be a shame to waste a good wax.”
She laughs. “Don’t tease.”
“I wasn’t.”
Her brow creases as though she’s giving it some serious thought. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not? You’re horny. I’m an expert pussy eater, especially when it comes to your pussy.”
“Gabe.”
“Besides, it was part of our marriage pact—and as you pointed out—technically, we are still married.”
“I don’t want this to change things between us.”
“What’s there to change? You’re still here. I’m still just down the street. And you’re still as fucking beautiful as ever.”
Her brows furrow as if she’s giving it serious thought. “I think I’m just gonna take a hot bath.”
“Oh yeah? Is that what Octopussy likes best?”
She shrieks and whacks me with the cushion in her lap. “I hate you. Clem still won’t let me live that down.”
“I’m not sure she should. I mean, at least go for the wolf dick. It would be closer to my size and girth.”
“Okay, out.” She whacks me again, and I grab the pillow and pull her closer, until her head rests in my lap.
“But seriously, can I watch?”
Her breath catches in her throat. “No.”
“Alright, well you gotta get up ’cause I gotta go home and rub one out.”
She laughs and pushes her thumb and index finger against my frown, effectively turning it upside down. I try to bite her fingers and Lo laughs as she gets to her feet and holds out a hand to me. I grab the pizza box and take her hand, letting her walk me to the door when I really want to go in the other direction to her bedroom. I let go of her hand and open the door, but she pulls me back.
“If you want me to go home, you gotta let me go, Freckles.”
She nods, but she doesn’t release my hand.
“What do you want, darlin’?”
“I don’t know.”
“Shouldn’t you?” I ask. I might be a fucking fool for even suggesting this, and I’m sure it’s going to bite me in the ass, but I have to know too. She already has my whole fucking heart, always has, but I can’t let her go a second time, so I need her to be really sure. “I mean, if you want me to stay, you want to sharea bath, get you clean and then make you dirty all night, shouldn’t you know?”
She frowns. “Okay, now you’re just cock blocking yourself. What happened to ‘let me uphold our marriage pact to eat you out’?”