“I like to have fun.”
“Last night was a blast. Can’t wait to do it again.”
“Okay, you win,” he said. He stood up with his empty plate and snagged the last piece of toast. He was eating on the run, but he had to get out of here.
Not so much for the time factor but to figure this out.
Nothing like he thought would happen was.
Which wasn’t true. He wanted to fuck her brains out and he’d like to think he’d accomplished that.
But she’d turned it around and done the same to him in her bed.
Jocelyn McCarthy had a little wild side in her he was enjoying more than he anticipated.
She stood next to him, leaned up and gave him a kiss on the lips. “I hope you don’t think I’m trying to tie you down or coming off like a psycho. I just want to make it clear that what you’re seeing isn’t there. Or what you’re thinking. I don’t think you’re the type to make excuses and are going to ghost me, but be honest.”
“I wouldn’t do that,” he said sincerely. “I own up to everything in my life. I don’t ghost women. I tell them what it is and if I’m out of there.”
“Thank you for that. No one wants to be left doubting themselves.”
He did it enough in his life and it was the reason he’d never do it to anyone else.
He gave her one more kiss. “I’ll be in touch. Just don’t know when.”
Which was a first for him to say that. If he said it, he’d keep his word. He didn’t want her to think he’d leave, but he also didn’t agree with her stance that they had enough in common to be more than fun.
If it was working for her, then he’d make it work for him. He wasn’t sure he’d ever be the settling-down type anyway.
18
THE FUN ZONE
“What’s been going on with you lately?” Jocelyn’s mother asked her two weeks later the minute she sat down at her desk.
She thought for sure she’d beat her mother here, but it hadn’t happened.
“Not much,” she said. “Why?”
“You haven’t been around,” her mother said. “Or not texting as much. I didn’t know if there was something going on.”
Like a guy she was spending more time with that very few knew about.
Just Chance’s employees since she’d gone in there a few nights while he was working for a quick dinner and chat.
He’d been true to his word after the first night they’d had mind-blowing soul-lifting sex. He’d texted her later that day when he was eating dinner. She knew he was busy at his job, but had a moment to just check in.
It wasn’t a very long text. Not even an important one.
Just that he’d reached out.
Slowly they were texting daily and last weekend he had one day off that he didn’t work at the pub and they’d gone foranother ride, went to Urban Axes where he completely whipped her butt, then back to her place where she’d cooked him dinner and he’d spent the night again.
He’d be starting his rotation again at the firehouse soon, but had the weekend off and they’d been together yesterday.
What they had was full of fun. Nothing serious and no talk of it being that way.
If she was feeling more, she had to shut that down fast. He’d given no sign he wanted it to be anything other than it was.
