I nodded, heat flooding my cheeks. I’d never forget that conversation. “Yes.”
“Let’s extend that offer to anywhere on your body.” His voice had deepened, growing husky. “I’ll kiss you anywhere. Including between your legs.”
I sucked in a breath, choking on it and starting to cough.
He crouched in the doorway, patting my back to help. “Was me saying that so surprising? I thought you noticed how much the idea affected me.”
I shook my head, swallowing. “Sean, we shouldn’t—”
“You get to decide if it happens, and I know you’re worried about messing up the good thing you have here at the bar.” He patted me one more time before pulling away. “Just thought you should know that I’m more than willing to eat you out. In fact, I’d love it. Truth is, I won’t be able to stop thinking about it for a while.” He grinned at me, stepped back, and closed my door.
I was certain he wouldn’t mind if I thought about it too, even if it was with my vibrator in hand.
Taking in another shaky breath, I backed out of the parking space, raising my hand in a wave as I started the drive home.
Even though it was so late, Neil wasn’t home when I got there. I’d fallen asleep before he came home and never knew how late he ended up returning.
Chapter 9
The Fifth Friday
Sean was smiling at me as I walked up to the bar. It wasn’t as if he was surprised to see me. I’d texted both of them that I was on the way up to meet my date.
“Good to see you,” Sean said.
I rolled my eyes. “You act like we haven’t been texting all week.”
He laughed. “I like getting to see you better. Your date’s already here, by the way.”
“What? But I’m early.” I moved closer to Sean so I could peek inside.
“He got here even earlier.” He slid his arm around my shoulder, pointing to the bald man sitting next to my regular seat. “I see I influenced your choice.” He ran a hand over his own smooth head.
I laughed. “How did you even know? Did he ask for me?”
“Jack recognized him as one of the profiles he okayed for you. It was cute how his eyes bugged out when he saw him. Gave it away.”
“To my date?” I asked, not sure how I felt about that.
“Nah, your date wasn’t looking his way at the time. I wouldn’t be surprised if Jack didn’t give him the third degree, though.” When I glared at him, he pulled back. “Hey, we want you safe.”
I’d never had anyone give my boyfriends the third degree before. The couple of musicians I’d dated hadn’t made it to the ‘meet the parents’ stage, and my foster parents had known Neil since I was ten. “He better not mess this up. This guy seemed really nice. He even asked to video call first, and the conversation wasn’t awkward at all.”
“Jack can be subtle, don’t worry.” He stared at the bar, studying Jack this time. Then he smiled down at me again. “Glad to hear you feel comfortable. Just blink twice my way if that changes.”
“Fingers crossed I won’t need to.” I walked over to my normal barstool, meeting Jack’s eyes with a smile before looking at my date.
He’d already seen me coming and scrambled up from his stool. “Hailey, hi,” he said. His dark eyes squinted when he smiled. His skin was a light brown, and I had the urge to run my hand over his bald head.
I shook his hand instead. “Nice to see you in person this time, Levi.”
“My head is probably less shiny in this setting.” His laugh was deep and warm as he ran his own hand over it. “I’ve never been here, but it fits its name.” His eyes glanced up at the fairy lights.
“I like it. There will be a live band around ten. Though tonight’s is different.” I slid onto my stool, lifting an eyebrow at Jack. “Country, Jack? I wasn’t expecting that at all.”
“Don’t be a hater,” Jack said with a grin. He had a very faint dimple in his left cheek when he smiled that wide.
“I’m not. I like all music, including country.” Though I preferred older country, since those were the records I had listened to the most.
