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Wyatt
Sundance arrived just as Aero left after delivering way too many groceries for one day. I pulled open the door and was pushed gently up against the wall and kissed so thoroughly, I almost forgot about the ice cream melting on my kitchen counter.
Almost.
“Hi, honey,” I said, stroking his cheek.
“Hey, baby.”
“Hold that thought. Need to get a few things in the freezer. Are you hungry?” I asked as I led him into the kitchen. “Aero delivered enough food to feed us for a week.”
Sundance chuckled. “He’s good at following directions. And I’m always hungry.”
“We still have some Chinese. I can heat it up for you.”
“That’d be great, Dimples, thanks. I’ll just drop this stuff in your room.”
I grinned. “I like that, Sunny.”
He closed the distance between us and kissed me again. “Me too, baby.”
He walked down the hall to my room, and I went about warming up food and putting the rest of the groceries away.
Sundance walked back into the kitchen, sliding around me to grab a beer and kissing me before sitting at my island. I slid a plate piled with whatever Chinese we had left, then grabbed him a pair of chopsticks. “How did your meeting go?”
“Fine.”
“Are you going to give me more information?”
“You want more information, you need to ask specific questions.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I see how you’re getting around this now.”
He grinned, shoveling food in his mouth.
I grabbed the family sized bag of Wavy Lay’s and opened it, shoving two chips in my mouth.
Sundance laughed and jabbed his chopsticks at me. “Are you trying to threaten me?”
I shrugged, shoving more chips in my mouth.
“You don’t scare me,” he said. “You can eat the whole fuckin’ bag if you want to.”
“I don’t really want them,” I admitted, closing the bag with a chip clip, then pouring a glass of wine. “I’m just trying to kill time until you stick your dick in me.”
“Romantic,” he said.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” I retorted with a grin.
“You got plans on Sunday?”
“You mean, other than sex with my boyfriend?”
His mouth smirked. “I’m not your boyfriend, baby.”
“Right. My pseudo-fiancé.”
