With pleading eyes, I ask, “Can we please change the subject?”
It’s his turn to shake his head.“I’m imagining what I can lick off you.”
My face is burning with embarrassment.I’ll try another tack.“Haveyouever been engaged?”
“No.”And he quickly tips his glass back, finishing his beer first.“Ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”That’s not true.I could be much more prepared after a few more shots and another beer, but I’m guessing we don’t have time for that.No, now it’s time to put my mouth where my… what I mean to say is, I agreed to this.Now I need to pay up.
Okay, that’s not right either.
I need to pull on my big girl panties….
Oh, hell, please don’t tell me I put on my big girl panties.
I place my hand over my stomach and feel around.“Nope.”No grannie panties.
Why can’t I remember which underwear I have on?
Chase is out of the booth, holding his hand out for me to slide across and out.“Let’s go, Velma Lou.”
I stop moving out of my seat and glare at him.“If you call me Velma while we…” I nod toward the elevators.“I’m going to leave.”
“Got it.”Chase smirks.“Can I call you that after?”
“No.”Geesh.“My name is Lou.”
He nods as I place my hand in his.Those stupid tingles run through my hand and up my arm.I hope it means the sex will be good.
