“Just a little in the morning. I know. You'd think the woods up there would be literally the last place I'd want to be, but Shep here knows what he's doing and he’s proven I can trust his aim with a shotgun.” Claudia's voice gets really tight at the end. Sarah blinks and almost takes a fraction of a step back.
“Too true,” she says. “He is pretty protective.”
I've had enough at this point. I gently squeeze Claudia's hand. “You ready to eat?”
“Yeah,” she says. “Thank you again.” She lets go of my hand and hugs Sarah. I'm not sure what to think. Neither does Sarah, from the look on her face.
“Oh! You're welcome. Just doing a nurse’s duty.” She pulls back and gives me a tight smile. I keep my expression blank. “Enjoy your supper.”
“Thanks,” we both say at the same time in a way that I know unsettles Sarah even more. I can't drag this shit out a second longer. I lead Claudia inside.
I'm sure Connie knows all about what happened between me and Jad, but she greets us with her usual smile and gives us the booth in the back. The few people in there don’t pay too much attention to us.
“That was interesting,” I say once we’re sitting down.
“Whatever. She’s not my fucking therapist and she fucked with you. She's not gonna comment in any kind of way on how either of us are coping or how we spend our time.”
“Is this you pissed off?”
“No, just mildly irritated. Why, does me being pissed turn you on?”
I shake my head. It's doesn't. “No. You sticking up for yourself was hot, but not the idea of you being worked into a frenzy or the idea of something upsetting you. Just wondering.”
“No, I know it’s not my business per se, but I don’t like what she did to you. You might only be mine for a limited time, but you’re still mine. You don’t fuck with what’s mine,” she says with a little shake of her head.
“You need a moment with the menu?” I ask.
“Yeah give me a sec.” She flips it over then unzips her jacket. Then pulls up her shirt and pulls her tits out of her bra. “Okay let’s see. How’s the BLT?”
I know she’s leaving at the end of the week, but in that moment I want to marry Claudia Deja Cade.
Fifteen
ItellClaudia to put her tits away so I can enjoy my meal without distraction. She gives me lip for ruining her fun. I ignore her and go back to my food. My cock is hard under the table the whole meal and I’m not in the mood to even fuck with foreplay until we get back to my house. Once I get started I have no intention of stopping. We finish our food and Connie sends us back up the mountain with a fresh apple ginger pie. She doesn’t say anything, but I’m sure it’s partially a peace offering from May-Bell.
Claudia accepts it with a smile and a thank you. I thank Connie as well, but she knows I know. I can tell by the bashful grin on her face. We head back up to my place and I'm a little shocked that Claudia is so quiet. I don't complain though.
I also try not to notice how strange it feels when she offers to open the gate to my property and hops out before I can stop her, or how comfortable and normal it feels when she grabs the pie and my keys and opens the front door for me while I carry the big box inside. She asks if we should take Titus out before we get started. I kiss her before I say yes. We take care of Titus and then it's time for us.
I put my gear away in the office and then heft the box up on the dining room table. I pull out my knife and hold it out toward her.
“You want to do the honors?” I ask.
“Nah, you do it.”
I shrug, then flip the blade open and slice open the taped seal.
“Should I record this and we can post a haul video?”
“What?”
“Nothing. Show me what's in your big box.” I pull everything out item by item and Claudia takes her turn picking up and handling everything. She picks up one of the large dildos still in its plastic packaging.
“You want to sit on that now while we get ready?” I ask.
“Sure. Let me just bend over and you can shove it right in. I won't even take off my pants.”
“You think that won’t work but I'm stronger than I look and those pants look pretty thin.”
