“And where am I in this scenario?”
“On your knees, naked and swallowing my?—”
“Ford!”She smacks my shoulder.
“Lemonade,” I finish.“Wait, did I forget to mention the lemon tree out back in this scenario?”
With a laugh, she snuggles up to my chest and relaxes against me.“And why would the fire be on when it’s lemon season?”
“Hey, don’t poke holes in my dream.”
Her breath of amusement hits my chest.“And what title comes with this dream?”
“The good girl swallower.”She pinches my nipple and twists.“Ouch!Okay, okay, I take it back.”Her grip disappears as she relaxes against me again.“Let’s call it the automobile merger.Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
Lifting her head, she gives me a puzzled look.“What?”
“You know, ‘cause you’re a loveable Bug, and I’m a Ford who likes to park inside your garage as much as physically possible.”
She bursts out laughing, her eyes crinkling in the corners in the most adorable way as she covers her mouth.“Oh my gosh.”She shakes her head.“I think you’re confusing your metaphors.”
“Yeah, well,” I drag my fingers along her spine, “as long as my feelings are genuine, right?”
Her smile softens as her pretty gaze bounces around my face.There it is again.The simple acceptance and adoration I’m still getting used to.Warmth spreads through my chest.I hook my hands behind my head and wait for her to decide whether or not she’s ready to take a chance on an asshole like me.One who doesn’t know how to keep his sarcasm in check, even in the least appropriate times.Like right now.I’ve never been the sappy type.If I was, I’d tell her how beautiful she looks right now.How much tonight meant to me.And how much I want my future to include her, though the possibility fucks with my head and potentially puts her in danger.
Shifting closer, she kisses me gently.“Would you like to stay the night?”
“Yeah, June.I really would.”
42
FORD
“Mmm…,” June hums.It’s low and rusty from sleep and sounds sexy as hell.
Rubbing at my tired eyes, I lift my head from the pillow and look down at her curled against my chest.Not gonna lie.She's cute as a button, but my back might not ever forgive me for last night’s decision.
“It’s official,” I grunt.“Twin beds are not meant for two people.”
June wiggles against me, groaning as she tries to shift on the too small bed.Seems I’m not the only one dissatisfied with our position.Covering her yawn with her hand, she points out, “To be fair, you’re the one who asked to have a sleepover.”
“Oh, so you’re rescinding your invitation?”I ask.
Her sleepy smile shines back at me.“Too late.It’s already morning.”
“Well, damn.I’m already counting down the minutes to bedtime.”
Resting her chin on my chest, she peeks up at me.“Me?—”
My grumbling stomach cuts her off.
“Are you hungry?”
“Apparently,” I reply.
“Come on, I’ll make you some breakfast.”Moving off me, her hair a mess, she pads toward the exit, and I take a second to enjoy the view.I’m not sure when she managed to slip on my discarded T-shirt.It sits tight around her tits and stomach, stretching the fabric while her baby blue underwear covers her round ass, leaving her perfect thighs and dimpled skin on full display.
“I take it back,” I call.
