And that makes me mad too because it makes me like him even more.
So maybe I’m mad at myself for rekindling a crush on someone I formerly only had a parasocial relationship with but now have a realI kinda know you and we’ve traded some secrets and you’ve kissed me and touched me naked but we’re not planning on being friends foreverrelationship with.
My fingers itch to touch that tattoo at the base of his neck again.
The one he wouldn’t tell me about.
What in the world could three triangles and a coin mean?
Chuck pulls up to the camper, and we all pile out.
“Beck sent someone to watch Peggy,” Davis reminds me as we make our way to the door.
“Are you warning me so I won’t scream again?”
“Yes.”
“What if I want to scream because I enjoy it?”
Am I poking at him?
Yes.
Would I be if he’d just kiss me senseless and strip me naked and have crazy wild sex with me, with his penis and not just his tongue? And make me scream again in the good way?
I refuse to answer that question, even though I’m asking it of myself.
He opens the door while Chuck starts circling the camper.
“Why are you going inside?” I ask Davis. “We have to check the cabin.”
“Getting my metal detector. And raccoon deterrent.”
“What’s the metal detector for?” a familiar feminine voice says inside.
“Are you fucking serious?” Davis mutters as I peek around him.
And I’m instantly squealing. “Sarah!”
Sarah Ryder, Beck’s wife, smiles at me. She’s stroking Peggy, who’s melted into her lap on the couch, and her eyes are sparkling with mischief. “Hey, Sloane. Having fun?”
“Only when I’m not annoyed. Are you alone?”
“In here? Yes. Also, I have a taser and I can take Davis down in a sparring match.”
I grin at her.
She grins back. “I needed to see for myself that you’re okay, and I didn’t know you had a cat until just a couple days ago. I love cats. They’re so sweet. Little Miss Peggy has quite the purr-box on her, doesn’t she?”
Dammit.
My throat’s clogging and my eyes are getting hot. “Thank you for watching out for her.”
“Anytime. How goes the treasure hunt?”
“It’s a disaster.”
“As all good treasure hunts are, I assume.”
