All he does is laugh at me as he lets go of my hand once we get to the table. “Hey there,” he says to the chairs that are now filled with six women and one man. “Are we all having a good time?”
“It’s better now,” the lady at the end with red hair and green eyes says. “I’ve been waiting all night to meet you.”
I hold my purse in both hands and I’m about to step away when he says, “Hey, baby.” My head whips to see who he is talking to and I see him staring straight at me, getting a bit closer. “Can you hold my phone?” He takes the phone out of his suit jacket pocket and hands it to me. I reach for the phone and hold it in my hand, knowing that all eyes are on me. He smiles at me. “Thanks.” I take one more step and put my head back and he bends and kisses my lips softly. I raise my hand and wipe the lipstick from his lips.
“Have fun, you guys,” I tell the table of semi-glaring women. “I’ll be over here”—I point to the side—“if not, I’ll be with Kylie.”
“Okay,” he replies, giving me another chaste kiss before slapping his hands together. “Who is ready to lose money?” he asks the table. I watch him for about fifteen minutes before Kylie comes up to me and asks me if I’m going to get something to eat.
We walk away together, going to a table and sitting down. She gets up to grab a plate of food from the buffet and then comes back. “Are you not eating?”
“I’m going to wait for your brother,” I answer, looking over my shoulder at him.
“Friends wait for other friends,” she mocks my words. “I’m not a good friend,” she says, taking a bite of the slider she just got.
Ariella joins us a couple minutes later with her own plate, telling us Jaxon can eat when he wants to, she’s not waiting. It’s about twenty minutes later when Kirby comes to join us, the both of us going to get a plate and then Jaxon comes about fifteen minutes after that.
We spend most of the night at the table, biding our time until we can leave. Eventually, we walk to the garage where we say goodbye to Ariella and Jaxon and they offer to drop off Kylie since she is on the way to their house.
My hand is where it’s been most of the night, wrapped tight in Kirby’s, as we walk in the garage. “Do you want to come to my house or do we go to yours?” I ask him.
“Doesn’t really matter to me, as long as you’re with me. The more important question is are you going to blow me?” he asks me, and I can’t help but laugh because his tone is so serious.
“No.” I shake my head, but the minute he asked me the question, my pussy contracted.
He walks over to the SUV parked in his spot. He opens the passenger door, but instead of helping me in, he pushes me against the back door. “Yes, you are.”
The air leaves my body. “No, I’m not.”
He rubs his nose with mine. “I dare you.”
I laugh and push him off of me. “That doesn’t always work.” I get into the SUV and I’m about to reach for the door when he just smirks at me.
“It will this time.” He winks at me, closing the door for me. “It will this time,” he repeats.
thirty-two
Kirby
I get up the next morning, and when I reach for her, I come up empty-handed. The bed’s still warm from her body as I listen to hear if maybe she is in the bathroom. No noise is coming from there, and when I look at the bedroom door, it’s shut, so I know she’s already up and out of the room. I toss the covers off me, grabbing a pair of shorts from the chair, and seeing the pieces of my suit from last night trailing all across the room, along with her dress that’s in a heap on the floor too. Her one shoe is on one side of the room, while the other is on the other side. I pull open the door and hear her voice.
“It was fun,” she says and then I hear another voice.
“Well, the picture you sent us of you and Ariella looked like you two were having fun.” I walk down the steps and into the kitchen, seeing her on the stool with her phone propped up in front of her. She’s wearing one of my workout shirts that falls to the middle of her legs. “I can’t wait to be there on Friday.”
“I can’t wait for you guys to be here,” she says excitedly. “Mom and Dad are arriving on Friday morning. Matty is getting here Friday afternoon, and now the Sunday lunch is going to be a Friday dinner, since Matty has to leave as soon as they finish the game to head to Vegas.”
“I heard,” her sister says, and I walk in quietly and she looks over at me. I point to the fridge and she just nods. “Hi, Kirby,” she says and Lexi laughs.
“Hi, Zara,” I reply, pulling open the fridge.
“When am I going to meet you?” she asks and Lexi motions with her head to go over to her. I walk around the island with the bottle of orange juice in my hand. “Hi,” she says with a huge smile on her face when I stop beside Lexi, bending to kiss her head. “Aww, so when are we going to meet?”
“Whenever you want,” I tell her and I can see some similarities with the two, but in my opinion Lexi is prettier.
“It would have to be Sunday morning since we have to head back on Sunday afternoon. Colson has to be back in school on Monday.”
“Name the time and place and I’ll be there,” I reply and she smiles at me.
