Violet
Afew weeks later, Dad, Orion and a few of the officers were heading to Denver for a few days to take inventory at a couple of the cannabis shops, which meant I was free to move about the cabin, so to speak. Dad had been in a shit mood all week, growling ateveryone, so it was good that he was getting out of town.
I told Drake I was going to stay at Everly’s, but went to Aero’s instead, excited to get to spend an entire night together. I’d gone on the pill the second I’d decided I wanted to sleep with him, so I was now fully in the safe zone.
Of course, I hadn’t talked to him yet, but I planned to tonight.
Leaving my car at home, I took a ride share to his apartment, waiting for him to come and retrieve me. He grabbed my bag, then kissed me as the car drove away.
“Hey, beautiful.”
I grinned. “Hi. I brought dessert.”
“Yeah?”
I nodded. “Whipped cream and berries. Thought you could lick the cream off me.”
“Jesus,” he hissed, pushing open his door and guiding me inside. “Are you shittin’ me right now?”
I faced him as he kicked the door shut. “I went on the pill, so I’m good to go.”
He closed his eyes and dropped his head back. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Yes, please.”
He met my eyes and smiled. “You sure, Violet?”
I nodded. “Absolutely.”
“You in this with me?”
“Absolutely.”
“Pinky swear,” he demanded, and I chuckled, wrapping my finger with his. Then he kissed me gently. “Okay.”
“Now?” I asked hopefully.
“Yeah, baby. Let me put the meat back in the fridge.”
“Oh, yeah, put that meat back in the fridge,” I said in the sexiest voice possible.
