It was very hard to sit next to someone who’d had his hand down your pants making you come harder than you had in a long time and just pretend like everything was normal. But thanks to the final Beltane planning meeting, that was exactly what Daisy was being forced to do.
She had been trying to be cool since The Great Orgasm Incident, which was what she was calling it in her head, but for the past forty-eight hours, she hadn’t stopped thinking about it.
About how good it had been.
About how sexy Elliot was, how competent and confident he was.
About whether or not it could happen again. Or if it should happen again.
About Elliot saying he was afraid of falling in love with her.
About how she was becoming more and more afraid of that herself.
The Great Orgasm Incident had unlocked a lot of shit for her, and now she had to sit here at this town meeting and pretend to care about whether the food trucks would set up outside of the town hall or on Main Street.
And she did not care.
‘Well,wecare, Daisy,’ Nancy, head of the Beltane committee, said, eyeing her over her meeting notes.
Oops, apparently, she’d said that out loud.
‘Right, sorry.’
‘I think we’re all agreed that the food trucks should lineup along Main Street,’ Nancy said, moving on. ‘That clears up space for the stage in front of the town hall.’
‘What’s the stage for?’ Elliot leaned over, whispering in her ear.
Daisy suppressed a full-body shiver at his nearness. ‘The crowning of the May Queen.’
‘What does that entail?’ he asked, but Daisy didn’t have time to explain before Tammy and Marissa, the other members of the Beltane committee were chiming in with tasks left to be completed.
‘As you all know, folks have been casting their ballots all week for this year’s queen, and we are looking for help tallying the votes,’ Tammy started.
Annie nudged Daisy from her other side. ‘I’ve got my money on Andy,’ she whispered. ‘Do you want in on the pool?’
‘We don’t even know who the finalists are yet.’
Annie looked at her like she was being ridiculous. ‘Yeah, you’re right,’ Daisy conceded. ‘Andy is a shoo-in. I’ll put my money on him.’
Annie grinned.
Bennett turned around from his seat in front of them. ‘You’re betting on the wrong horse, ladies. This girl right here is going to win.’
Kira rolled her eyes. ‘Please don’t refer to me as a horse.’
‘Sorry, babe. But you are totally going to win.’
Kira just shook her head with a laugh. ‘I never should have let you nominate me.’
‘Did you vote, Elliot?’ Bennett asked.
‘Uh… yeah. Of course.’
‘For Kira, right?’
Elliot’s gaze flicked from Bennett’s to Daisy, but she couldn’t save him from Bennett’sKira for May Queencampaign. He’d been going on about it all month. He even made posters and buttons. She just shrugged.
‘Well, I voted for Gladys, actually,’ Elliot confessed.
