My stomach was acting up earlier, but has settled slightly now. I just hope it doesn’t act back up as a result of this idea. The last thing I want to do is fuck things up again with Tillie.
“I might go to Tillie’s tonight if she’s okay with that?” I ask, glancing at her.
She smiles wide, lacing her fingers with mine, and nods. “Of course.”
“Thanks, Ryan. I wanna give Lunar all the romance she deserves.” Danger grins widely and wrinkles up his nose.
“You mean the spanking and whipping she wants?” Tillie chimes in.
Danger nods matter-of-factly and shrugs. “You call it bondage. I call it romance. Potato potahto.”
We all chuckle.
Lunar walks over, linking her arm to Danger’s. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, Lunar. Ry’s gonna spend the night at Tillie’s, so you wanna head home?” Danger asks.
“Yeah, can we stop off at that place on Wilks and Third on the way home?”
Danger raises an eyebrow. “What place?”
Lunar’s cheeks turn a slight shade of pink. “You know, theplace?” She raises her eyebrows high and nudges his side.
“Oooh, yeah,thatplace. Yes… yes, we can. See ya, guys,” Danger says, turning them as they scurry off, laughing to themselves about the wild night they’re going to have together.
I laugh, shaking my head as I turn to Tillie, who’s furrowing her brows and slumping. “You okay?” I ask.
“Just trying to think of what the hell is on the corner of Wilks and Third.”
“A porn shop… dildos, bondage equipment, edibles… everything they’re into,” I reply.
She swallows hard, her cheeks redden, and I smirk as she looks away from me, seeming slightly embarrassed or aroused. I’m not sure which one, but either way, she looks sexy as fuck.
“C’mon, let’s get you home.” I take her hand tighter and lead her away to the car.
Chapter Sixteen
RYAN
Piper barks in her usual excited manner as we walk through Tillie’s front door, jumping up at Tillie’s legs as we move through to the kitchen. I can’t help but smirk as I notice Hunter, the rat, in his cage by the window in the living room.
“God, I ate too much pizza. My doctor won’t be happy,” I say.
Tillie turns to look at me. “I think having one cheat meal is okay, Ryan. You’ve been working super hard on your diet. You’re allowed to have one night off.”
I shrug. “It’s weird. I kinda feel guilty for eating it.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard that can happen, but just go back to it tomorrow. A few slices of pizza won’t hurt you.”
“Might have been five.”
“Okay… five—”
“Maybe six.”
She laughs. “Really?”
I shrug, tilting my head and pursing my lips. She pulls me into a hug, wrapping her arms around my waist, and shifts her head to rest on my chest. I lean in to kiss her hair.
