“Okay, if you’re sure… ”
Before I can offer to stick around to help, though, she hurries out the room, still not looking at me.
Fuck. Did I mess things up? Did the kiss freak her out?
I hope not. That was one of the hottest kisses I’ve ever had. She was so receptive and willing, melting right into me and kissing me back with as much desire as I was feeling. I didn’t want to stop, but I knew if I didn’t, we’d both lose ourselves tothe kiss and probably end up with a public indecency charge or something.
The last thing I want is for her to feel awkward around me. What can I do to try and smooth things over?
An idea suddenly pops into my head. We’ve worked through lunch and I know Rylee hasn’t eaten, so she’s probably starving. If there’s one thing I know about that woman is that she appreciates a good meal. I get up and make my way out of the small meeting room and into the larger conference room. Pausing, I gaze around, looking for her but she’s already working with her team, cleaning up. Crystal is thankfully distracted packing her supplies away, so I slip past them and make my way out into the hall, down to the lobby, and out to the parking lot.
Getting into my truck, I drive to my favorite Chinese place and pick-up dinner for us, then stop at an ice cream shop near the apartment to pick up a container of brownie/cookie dough - Rylee’s favorite. Dinner, dessert, maybe a movie… just a chill night where we hang out and relax.
Date-like? Too much? Not enough? I’m second guessing everything as I arrive back home, but I quickly assure myself this is right up Rylee’s alley. I know her well enough now to know she appreciates a comfy night in with plenty of food and a movie.
Once inside the apartment, I quickly work to get things set up. I put the ice cream in the freezer and set out the boxes of food on the kitchen island. Making my way down to her room, I crack the door open to let Gizmo out. He zooms past me, a blur of gray fur, his tail bushy with excitement at having free rein at long last. As he zips around the apartment, jumping on furniture and slipping along the hardwood floor, I change into gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt and strategically arrange the pillows and blankets on the couch so that Rylee and I will have to sit a little closer. A little snugger.
Standing back, I take in my work and then quickly change my mind about the food placement, bringing it all into the living room and arranging it on the coffee table. Yeah, that’s good. Make it all seem very laid back and casual so she doesn’t feel pressure to join me, but keep it open and inviting so that she hopefully does.
Okay… I think everything’s perfect.
Now all that’s left to do is wait.
I feel antsy with nervous energy, though. It’s been a long time since I’ve been anxious to hang out with a girl. Just sitting here waiting for her might actually drive me crazy. Is she on her way home already?
An idea pops into my head and I grab my phone. I could message her asGlideControlZ… just see where she’s at.
Is that a little messed up? Naaaah… it’s just me being resourceful.
Opening Cloak, I bring up our messages and quickly tap out a text.
GlideControlZ: Hey! How’s your day been?
I stare at the screen, holding my breath, as I wait for her to reply. To my relief, I get a response within just a few minutes.
ClickTease: Hey there Ugh, it’s been a weird day. I’m just heading home now.
Weird day? That’s putting it lightly given how pissed off she was with me during the shoot, then how quickly she tried to get away from me after our kiss and the meeting with her boss. I wonder what she’s really thinking…
GlideControlZ: Weird how? And I hope you get to relax when you get home.
Relax with Chinese food, ice cream, and me.
ClickTease: Well… the guy I’m kind of into was getting hit on by some hussy right in front of me, and it pissed me off.
I raise my brows and grin. I know I shouldn’t feel a little thrill at her being jealous, but I do. I’m only human.
GlideControlZ: Ooph, that’s rough. Was he flirting back?
ClickTease: No… not really. He was just being way too nice to her, though!
That makes me chuckle, and I consider my next message very carefully.
GlideControlZ: What a villain! JK, but if I were you, I’d grab the guy by the shirt collar and tell him to get his shit together. You’re a fucking catch.
ClickTease: Lol, I don’t know. I don’t want to freak him out.
GlideControlZ: Trust me, it wouldn’t freak him out. I’m certain he’d be into it.
