Okay, so I have seen him occasionally at Magpie when Maddie and I take a drive up into the mountains, each of us taking turns as the designated driver. And sure, I have made a mental note that he looks hot in his tight shirts as he’s throwing darts with Rowdy. And yeah, maybe I’ve noticed the sculpted shoulders combined with the sexy dad bod before and wondered if he would be ticklish on that soft little belly of his.
But that doesn’t mean he was in my system.
No, what got him into my system was that extremely sudden, extremely sweaty and dirty makeout session.
I remember the way he looked at me right before he kissed me. The way he licked my throat. How he made that rumbly, grumbly noise that vibrated through my skin. How he stared at me while yanking off his shirt from back to front. How? How do guys do that? And then the part when he sucked half my titty into his mouth and raked his teeth over my nipple…
I close my eyes and picture it, and I come so hard that my toes curl, and I come up off the bed.
Benjamin jumps down and gives a disapproving noise.
But me? I’m finally relaxed. Finally, my head is clear.
I feel sated, tingly, and smiley.
Rolling over, I take a drink from my big bedside bottle, then drift off to sleep.
On Friday, I’ll put on a pretty pink dress, meet the guy Maddie found for me, and give him a chance.
And I sincerely hope Foster will do the same. Well, not the part about the dress. He’ll probably wear a suit.
And I go to sleep picturing Foster—showered, hair combed, beard freshly oiled, and his body filling out a jacket and nice trousers instead of jeans.
Chapter
Seven
Foster
The water isn’t hot enough to burn away the memory of Ari on top of me.
I shower alone with my hand wrapped around my cock, thinking of her.
I hold it there, my mind willing it to go down. Wanting to save it for the right time.
I don’t want to make myself come thinking about her. Part of me wants to be miserable until I can see her again. I imagine what it would be like to be so pent up as I watch her dance with someone else.
Jealous as hell.
Horny has hell.
Waiting for her to ditch that guy, whoever he is, and come home with me.
I finish showering without finishing myself off.
I don’t want to get her out of my system because I don’t want anyone else.
The poor girl that Maddie fixes me up with at the dance will just have to deal.
I shouldn’t behave like that, but I’ll be nice. I’ll do my best. I really will. And as soon as I walk her home, I’m headed to Ari’s house, and if I have to sleep on her porch because she doesn’t want anything to do with me, I’ll wait.
I’ll wait for her to come around as long as it takes.
Because after spending all night with Ari, I know I can’t stand the thought of another day without her in my life.
Chapter
Eight
