Jax says you saw him last night.She lets that card fly.And you didn’t text me?
She and Aro both throw out their hands, little snarls on their faces.
Great.
I hand the blondie over the counter to the man. “One hundred percent free of refined sugars.”
The dude takes it. “Are you serious?”
I nod like a caricature, more because I’m trying to hide how distracted I am with what the girls are doing outside. “They’re sweetened with dates,” I explain.
I’ll meet you at the gym tonight, Dylan announces.
“Try it,” I tell the guy.
She reveals another sign.Eight o’clock.
The pulse in my neck knocks against my skin.
The man chews a bite, freezes, then lets out a moan of satisfaction. “I’ll be damned.”
Aro is covering for me.
I glance to Aro, seeing her grin. And wiggle her eyebrows. She doesn’t ever do that.Oh, God. What are they planning?
“Can you make anything else naturally sweetened?” the customer asks.
I glance at him, swallow, then look at Dylan and Aro.
Dylan gives me her biggest, brightest smile.He’s not leaving Saturday because you’re going to make him want to stay!
I lick my lips.
You know how?
And then, right there, on High Street, on the sidewalk in front of my damn shop, she and Aro start dancing, thrusting, and moaning in ecstasy as they flip their hair all around like strippers.
Snorts go off in the shop, and I let my eyes fall closed, holding in something between a growl and a laugh.I’m going to kill them.
I’m…
I’m…
I’m really going to kill them.
“I’m…um…” I clear my throat and look at the customer again. “I’m willing to…try.” I grab a business card from the slot on the counter and hand it to him. “Feel free to email me a request, and I’ll see what I can do.”
He smiles, taking the card. “Thanks.” And then gesturing to the case of blondies, “I’ll take all of them, actually.”
His friend laughs, and I get busy packaging up the rest, glaring at Dylan and Aro through the glass case.
Try it!Dylan holds up one more sign.Sex is soooooo super fun!
Then they both give me all their thumbs up.
My forehead dampens with sweat, but then I realize my hair and shirt are sticking to my neck and back too.
Are they really allowed to just leave the kids at the camp during the day like this? I’m texting Jax.
