“Do it,” he giggles like a damn school girl, opening the carton and shoving some eggs into his pockets.
“What have I gotten myself into?” I mutter, doing what he told me.
“Now, quietly open your car door. Don’t close it. Get out and wait for me.”
“I’m gonna die tonight.” I sigh to myself.
“Hey.” Cooper grips my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I’d never let anything bad happen to you, okay?”
My heart thuds wildly in my chest. It’s such a stupid time for emotion to clog my throat, but it does. Good thing he can’t see me well enough in the dark.
Nodding, he leans in for a quick kiss, grinning wide when he pulls back. “Just so you know, I love kissing you. So, expect more of that. You know, unless it’s too much, then let me know and I’ll hold back.”
“Never hold back with me,” I blurt, cheeks heating as his grin grows.
“Those are dangerous words, Latte Boy.” His grin turns flirtatious, making blood rush to my dick. These boners are becoming wildly inconvenient.
“Let’s go!” Cooper gets out of the car.
“You didn’t even tell me what we’re doing!” I whisper-hiss. “Damn it. Crazy, sexy, wild Golden Boy,” I mutter under my breath, opening my car door.
Cooper makes his way around the car and over to me. “Now, when I tell you to get in the car, get in, okay?”
“Okay.” I groan, knowing I’m going to give in to his bizarre plans without even knowing what's going on. Is this what they mean by ‘love makes you crazy?’ Not the kind of crazy I was expecting. “Wanna tell me what we’re doing now?”
“See that blue truck?” he whispers, pointing.
I look over and see where he’s pointing. It’s the one in the middle, surrounded by three other cars on each side. People are sitting in the back of it. By the looks of it, I think they’re making out.
“Yeah,” I whisper back.
“That guy sitting on the back with his tongue down that girl’s throat is Mickey.”
My stomach stops. “What!” I hiss.
“And these eggs?” He holds one up. “Are meant for him.”
My mouth parts in shock. “No way.”
“Oh yeah.” He chuckles. “We’re egging that motherfucker.”
“Cooper!” I whisper-hiss as he steps a few feet forward.
This man takes an egg and throws the damn thing like he’s tossing a football.
It flies through the air, making a hard thud as it hits the back window of the truck.
“What the fuck?” Comes from the truck’s direction.
Cooper laughs and starts throwing the rest of his eggs. Some hit the ground in front of him, some hit the other cars nearby.
People are shouting, running around, trying to find out what's going on.
“Oh fuck.” Cooper laughs. “Give me your eggs.”
He shoves his hands in my pockets and starts throwing them. I’m too stumped to do anything but watch.
Then Mickey starts heading towards us and I panic. Grabbing the last egg, I throw it, choking on a laugh when I nail him right in the forehead.
