Sammara stop!
Kyle squeezed my hips, ten strong fingers making little dents in the supple flesh beneath my dress. I imagined how it would be if he were inside me, rather than pressed up against me… separated only by a few meager layers of blasted fabric.
“So you’re giving me your number,” he murmured, “in case I abandon this whole crazy thing and decide I want a girlfriend again?”
“Maybe…”
I rolled my hips, eliciting a groan.
“Maybe not.”
He gasped as I bore my weight down on him, hard, one last time. Then I slipped from his warm lap, and back to the platonic safety of the cold park bench.
Somehow I managed to stand on two wobbly legs. I removed his jacket, handed it back to him, then leaned forward until we were face to face again.
“This is for saving me tonight,” I said, and kissed him one last time.
The butterflies took off again, followed by sparks. Fireworks. Volcanic eruptions…
When I leaned back again, his eyes were half-closed.
“Goodnight my sexy soldier,” I said, raising my hand in salute. Kyle grinned broadly and saluted me back.
“Goodnight my ivory princess,” I heard him say as I walked away.
Four
SAMMARA
“So… how was your date?”
Melissa looked at me expectantly from across her mug of steaming coffee. She was excited for me. Eager.
I almost hated to disappoint her.
“It was… interesting.”
Her eyes flared, and I realized my mistake. I knew she immediately took the statement to mean that I’d slept with him.
“Well, not that interesting. But still, not what I’d expected.”
I launched into detail, telling her about how I’d been stood up — or rather, partially stood up — and then left the bar with a soldier named Kyle. I talked at length about the kiss. Hell, it got me excited all over again, even in the re-telling.
“And then you went to a park, you said?”
“Yes.”
“And what happened there? More kissing?”
“Yeah… sorta.” I stalled a little, trying to figure out what I should say and not say. I could show her the ad. I had it right on my phone. It would be easy. It would explain everything…
“And then we sorta just exchanged numbers and left,” I said.
Her entire expression changed. She was totally crestfallen.
“That’s it?”
“Yeah, I’m afraid so.”