“Don’t judge me, but usually some food or dessert.” She hid her face for a second, then focused on the batch of cookies in front of her.
The sound of my chuckle bounced off the walls. It was quiet in the shop except for the two of us since it wasn’t set to be open for another few hours.
“No judgment here. What’s your go-to meal?”
“The triple dipper from Chili’s, especially now that they have those hot mozzarella sticks. Hmm. So good.” She did a little shoulder shimmy.
“I haven’t had those yet. Maybe we can go try them one day.”
“We can.”
We fell silent for a little bit as we finished up the rest of the cookies. I never realized how calming baking cookies could be; it was a great way to start the day. I had a few things to handle at work, and then I would spend more time with River before the day was over.
Jordan had been busy with his family, so we hadn’t had much time to hang out, but we talked often. So far, he hadn’t expected anything between River and me since the day of the party. I wanted to tell him, but I had to respect River’s wishes of keeping it a secret, and I enjoyed having her to myself.
I left the shop a little bit before her employees came, then went home to get ready for the workday.
“Guess what I got?” I held up the bag of food as a smile graced River’s face.
Her eyes darted to the bag, then back at me.
“If you got the triple dipper, I will suck your dick right here.”
I damn near dropped the bag on the floor as I stepped inside the house.
“Babygirl, don’t play with my emotions like that.”
River giggled and took the bag from my hand.
“Okay, maybe not right this second because I don’t want the food to get cold, but add a blowjob to the itinerary.” She winked and walked to the kitchen.
I had to adjust myself before I joined her. She was at the counter pulling the food containers from the bag.
“Since you mentioned the triple dipper, I decided to get myself one as well,” I told her as I walked up next to her.
“You won’t regret it.” She passed me one of the containers, and I walked over to the table.
Once she had everything she needed, she joined me at the table. It was quiet as we ate. I could see this being our normal routine—eating and discussing our days at work.
“This was a good choice.”
River smiled. “I told you. I swear I get this at least once a week. It’s probably not a good idea, but I can’t help it. Comes in handy when I don’t know what I want to eat, because it gives me a variety.”
“For sure. Now you gonna have me getting this shit. I better up my workouts in the morning.” I dipped one of the mozzarella sticks into the ranch dressing.
I had never thought about dipping mozzarella sticks into ranch dressing until River mentioned how good it was.
“I don’t know how you work out and do disc golf. I would be tired.”
Exercise was good for targeting specific muscles. Playing disc golf was to relieve stress, as well as help me stay in shape.
“The golf is only once a week. Working out is every day. Have you learned any new Spanish words?”
I thought it was cool that she was learning Spanish. I picked up a few words from different countries over the years.
River wiped her mouth and smiled. “I did. Dame un beso.”
“And what does that mean?” I didn’t tell her that I already knew what that meant, but I’d heard it before. She looked so proud to have learned it.
