She struggled to tamper down her grin. “Why? What’re you gonna do about it?”
I leaned down to kiss her hard and deeply, making her let out a breathy little moan. My body went rock solid while hers immediately melted to mine. Wanting to push her to the limit, I shoved my thigh between her legs, making her gasp. I grinned into the kiss, not letting up.
“JP,” she whispered.
“Yes?” I answered innocently. Without breaking the kiss, I bent and scooped her up under her butt with my left arm. She was now angled above me, holding my cheek. Turning, I set her on the edge of the pool table and—
“Get a room!”
She gasped. “That sounded like…” Pushing me away, she searched around and immediately set her eyes on a group of skaters all gathered across the pool deck. The whole group was joking and laughing, but one guy didn’t look pleased. With his hands in his pockets, Brandon stared at me with a blank look.
After making a “shoo” motion to her friends, she focused back on me. “Time to finish the game?”
I braced my hands on either side of her and I dropped my head to her shoulder. “We’re gonna have to wait here a second.”
Her eyes widened before dropping down. A second later, she dropped her head back, laughing freely.
I couldn’t help but grin. “Yeah, yeah. Get it out of your system.”
She covered her mouth, trying to control her laugh. “See, I think you were trying to knock me off my game, but you just hurt yours.” She tapped my chin. “Okay, time to put you out of your misery,” shesnickered.
I shook my head ruefully, struggling against my own laughter.
She pointed to the right corner slot, then took aim for the eight ball. It looked like an impossible shot, but I knew better than to second guess her at this point. She used a bizarre angle, hitting it off the edge of the table to smack the ball right into the pocket. She threw her hands in the air. “Winner!” she shouted, then let out an evil little laugh.
“Yeah, yeah,” I muttered wryly. “Act like you’ve been there before.”
She threw her arms around my neck with a laugh. “Yeah, yeah. I’ve been heremanytimes before, but I’ll never get over the thrill of a win.”
My face split into a grin. “Jeez, winning is dangerous for you.”
She patted my chest. “Yeah, but you knew that already. Let’s go.”
“Go where?”
Her smile grew. “The tatt place, duh!”
My eyes widened. “Wait, right now?”
“Yes, of course! Why not? Are you scared?”
My face faltered.No, I wasn’t scared at all about getting a tatt to remember this week—actually, I was glad for the excuse to do it. Because I never wanted to forget this. But I was worried she hadn’t put enough thought into it. “Don’t you need to think about it for a minute? Wait, how much alcohol have you had? Shouldn’t this be a sober decision?”
“Nope, I got it all figured out, Jameson,” she said, tapping her temple. “But you seriously don’t have to. I’m not keeping you to this,” she said with a light laugh.
“Oh no, I’m doing this.” I grinned. “Just no Flounder, please.”
She pouted her lip out and patted my cheek. “But I loveThe Little Mermaid.”
“Of course you do.” I smirked, pulling her in for another hug so her chin rested against my chest. I smoothed my thumbs over the light freckles under her eyes, making her close her eyes and hum in pleasure. “So, what am I getting?”
Her eyes flashed open. “It’s a surprise. I’ll be nice.” She patted my cheek before grabbing my hand. “Let’s go.”
“You know I don’t like surprises, c’mon, tell me,” I said, but I gave into her pull.
“Patience,” she chided, holding a finger to my lips.
I kissed her finger. Patience was something I ran out of a long time ago when it came to this girl.
