Me: Lol
Dane: I’m glad you find this funny.
Me: Are you telling me you aren’t laughing?
Dane: No, Babygirl. I’m not laughing.
Me: It’s okay. I’ll laugh for the both of us.
Dane: Did you have a good time?
Me: Mm… I tried cheese curds for the first time.
Dane: Those aren’t very good for you.
Me: True, but they were delicious.
Dane: What did you eat?
Me: Eat?
Dane: Yes, Babygirl. What did you eat?
Me: I just told you.
Dane: …
Me: ??
Dane: Are you telling me you only ate cheese curds?
Me: That would be correct, Sarge.
Dane: I wish you could hear the growl that just rumbled through my chest.
My jaw dropped. I pursed my lips, inhaling deeply, and closing my eyes as the images of his tatted torso filled my mind. I swallowed hard, remembering the way sweat had trickled down his skin in that Snarl. I clenched my thighs together and dragged my tongue across my bottom lip.
How did he do it?
How did he make me forget everything else?
One second, the air was gone and the world was ending; the next, a feverish heat took over, leaving me ready to crawl on my hands and knees for him. I bit my lip, forcing out a brave response over the thumping of my heart before I could change my mind.
Me: I want to hear you growl.
Dane: Oh, yeah?
Me: Yeah.
Dane: Only good girls get what they want.
Me: Haven’t I been good?
Dane: You just told me you didn’t eat.
Me: Are you worried about me?
Dane: Yes.
