Our drinks are brought out and our pizzas are taken back to be put in the oven.
“All I Want For Christmas”comes on and it’s perfect.
“You know, I’m glad you brought me here,” I say.
Hunter holds his beer bottle out and I clink mineagainst it. “I can’t think of anyone else I would want to bring.”
“Do they only play music from the people on the walls?”
“Only female singers. It’s pretty cool. I’ll bring you back for Britney night. You’ll love it.”
The stupid happy grin on my face is hard to hide, even while taking a sip of my beer.
“That’ll be fun.”
I don’t know why I was so nervous about coming out with Hunter tonight. We’ve known each other for years. It’s not like everything was going to suddenly change. We’re still the same people—with the bonus of kissing now.
And later tonight? After pizza?
I can’t wait for more.
Chapter Thirteen
OLLIE
FIRST TIMES
An hour is too long.
After scarfing down our pizza in no time flat, we started the long drive home.
I’m antsy. I want Hunter’s hands on me. Want everything he told me he’d do to me tonight.
His thumbs are tapping away on his steering wheel as he hums along to the Christmas tune filling the cab.
Must be nice to be so unbothered with what we’re about to do.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, his voice startling me out of my thoughts.
“What? What do you mean?”
“You’re staring a hole into the side of my face.”
“I’m surprised you noticed.”
“Why’s that?” A brow quirks in my direction, even in the low light.
“You’re just singing along to the radio without a care in the world.”
Flipping on his blinker, he pulls off the side of the road and parks the truck.
“Is that what you think?” he asks.
“Umm…”
Now that we’re sitting here, I’m not that confident in my answer. Not with the way his eyes are boring into my own.
Swift hands unbuckle my seatbelt and pull me onto his lap. It’s a tight fit, but wow. Hunter’s hard cock is pressed up against my own quickly hardening one.
