Addison takes a sip from her cocktail, a rosy blush staining her cheeks. Oh, she knows quite well the dirty things I’d like to do to her.
Leaning in, I place my lips next to her ear. “Can I be bold?” Her hair shifts beside my lips with her curt nod. “I want you to climb on top of me and ride my face until you come all over my tongue.”
An unmistakable moan escapes her soft lips, and I drop my hand down so my finger is resting between the globes of her glorious ass. She drags her tongue across her lower lip and asks, “What could I do for you in return?”
“Oh, I’m not a tit-for-tat kinda guy. But if you wanted to do something for me…”
Her eyes meet mine, delight swirling in her bright blue orbs.
“You could wear my fire turnout jacket while I eat you.”
She swallows hard as if surprised by this little confession. “You’d like that, huh?”
“Trevor!”
I jump at the unexpected intrusion and turn in my seat to see Mick and Ava. Jumping from my barstool, I come in for a bro-hug and offer a kiss on Ava’s cheek before reaching for Addy.
“Holy shit. It’s great to see you guys. This is Addison.”
Ava instantly moves to stand beside her and gushes over finally meeting her, Addy’s dress, and whatever else girls talk about when they’re feeling out if the other woman is going to be friend or foe. “I’ve heard so much about you and the bake shop. We’re going to have to make another trip to Sycamore Mountain to come see.”
“Oh, you’ve already been to Sycamore, and I missed it?”
Ava gives me a wary look, and it hits me that she and Mick were visiting the weekend I saw the picture of Addy in the paper and jumped to the wrong conclusion. I definitely don’t want to bring this evening down.
“It was before we got back together.” I barely complete the sentence before pulling her into me. The thought of that awful time does weird stuff to my insides. I’m not letting either one of us go back there.
“Hey, Mick.”
“Alex. Glad you could make it. These are my friends, Trevor and Addison. Trevor was at your station before he moved to Sycamore. Trevor, this is Alex and his girlfriend, Ainsley.”
Reaching to shake Alex’s hand, I note a slight tightening of his jaw at the reference to the word girlfriend. I could be off base here, but you can usually tell if there’s a real love connection by the look on a guy’s face. I should know. I can’t even think about Addy without a shit-eating grin appearing on my face. Hell, I’ve got it bad. “I remember you, Alex. It was brief, but I think we met out one night with the guys.”
“Yeah, you’re right. The Sports Page, right?”
“Let me get you guys a beer. What’ll you have, Ainsley?”
The wafer-thin blonde twirls the ends of her hair around her fingers and taps her bright pink manicured nail against her lip. It seems pretty dramatic for “what’ll you have,” but I’m probably being judgmental based on my earlier conversation with Mick. “I’ll have a Cosmo.”
“Coming right up. What about you, Ava?”
“Could I just have a water? I don’t really drink much.”
“Of course.”
“Oh, I love this song!” Addy squeals before grabbing Ava’s arm and thrusting her nearly empty glass in my face. “Come on, girls. Don’t let me down.”
As the three girls move to the dance floor, I head to the bar with Mick and Alex in tow. “That worked out well.” Mick chuckles. “They’ll probably be out there for a bit.”
“Yeah. Glad your girls can keep Addy occupied so I don’t have to go out there.”
“You know you’ll never make it the whole night without getting dragged out there for one song.”
“One, I can handle.” After flagging down a bartender and placing our drink orders, Alex spots an open booth by the dance floor and heads over to save it for us. For a moment, I think he’s going to join the girls on the dance floor until I notice he’s more gentleman than I am and stops beside them to gather Ava and Ainsley’s purses to take to the table. It hits me that Addison doesn’t have a purse, and I quickly scan where she was seated at the bar.
“Sir,” the bartender says as he slides the drinks onto the bar.
“Thanks. You didn’t happen to find a purse or wallet or anything up here earlier, did you?”
