That question, if I think about it for too long, will make me hurl because it’s all new to me as well, but right now I need to act like I know what the fuck I’m doing for my girl. The last thing I want is to send her running, which will happen if she knows I’m unsure about this thing between us.
Crouching down between her legs, I rest my arms on the top of her thighs and hold onto her hips. She keeps me grounded. “Yes we are.”
She gives a nervous laugh. “You could sound more convincing, instead of like you’re ready to puke.”
Shitabrick. I thought I did rather well with those three words. Shows how much I know. “Look…I don’t know what’s going to happen next week, next year. All I know is since I met you over the summer; I’ve been more screwed up than usual. I’ve never had a…girlfriend before, but I really want that to be you…not to mention the perks,” I tease wiggling my eyebrows. Falling over on my ass, I take her with me. She lands on top of me, her knee rubbing against the family jewels.
Wiggling further up my body, she takes my face in her hands and plants a lingering kiss to my lips. I try to deepen the kiss, but she’s having none of it and pulls away, looking into my eyes as though she’s looking for answers.
“You’re an ass,” she grins, “but, you’re my ass and as long as I know you’re as nervous as I am about this thing between us then I can handle it.” She rolls off me, sitting up and grabbing my balls in her hand, adds, “Or handle these.”
After a few strokes to the twins while I grit my teeth, she stands up and holds her hand out to me. Climbing to my feet, I release her hand and quickly throw my things back into my bag. There isn’t too much as I didn’t sleep in the room, although I did shower before I left for the club, so with that thought, I retrieve my gear from the bathroom and toss that in as well.
“Okay, I think I have everything.” Zipping the bag up, I grab it up and can’t resist wrapping my other arm around my girl’s neck to bring her in close for a kiss. I rub my nose against hers, forcing myself to put her away from me. “We need to leave.”
She bites her lip and gives one longing glance at the bed. “I know.”
~ * ~
Back at the club, I park in the same spot that I’d driven out of the night before and turn the ignition off before turning to Callie. “Do you want to come in with me, or do you want to go and wait in your car for me?” We’ve driven to the club from the hotel in convoy. Phoenix and Thalia in Callie’s car, while Donovan is driving his baby.
“I’ll come with you. If Ruben’s around, I want to thank him for helping me last night.”
“Okay.”
Jumping out of the SUV, I run around and open the door for Callie. Taking her hand in mine as we walk into Kenza, I keep her close when I spot Rebel Walking’s crew packing up their gear. No way in hell am I letting her walk around on her own when he could appear any minute.
“He’s over there,” Callie says, changing direction and bringing me out of my dark thoughts expecting to see him, but instead it’s Ruben who is walking toward us.
I sigh in relief, dragging Callie’s gaze toward me with curiosity shining in her eyes.
“Everything, okay,” he asks Callie, looking her over.
I pull her into my side to give him the message ‘she’s spoken for’ because the way he’s looking at her is that of a man liking what he sees, although there is concern etched into his features.
“I’m fine. I wanted to thank you for coming to my rescue last night.”
He shakes his head. “It was nothing. But you’re welcome.”
“Here’s your keys.” I hand them over to him wanting to get out of there and have Callie hidden away in the car. I should have made her wear a potato sack, instead of letting her torture me in the little, lacy sundress she has on her sexy curves. Shit, I’m losing it…and over a girl.
Ruben starts to laugh, which soon turns to a scowl when he looks over to one of his waitresses who is now out of uniform. She’s wearing tight jeans and a stretchy long-sleeved t-shirt that doesn’t leave anything to the imagination; all her curves are on display and it’s clear Ruben hasn’t missed any of them.
“I’ll see you in a couple of weeks,” he shouts over his shoulder to me; but I can tell that he is completely distracted.
“C’mon. Let’s get out of here.”
Leaving Kenza, I drape my arm around her neck, kissing her softly on the top of her head. “Stay with me tonight.” I need her with me. Instead of needing my own space, I want her in it with me. I hold my breath, waiting for her answer. She’s damn well killing me.
“I want to stay with you,” she whispers, “but, I’m afraid we’re moving too fast too quickly, you know?” She snuggles into my side, caressing my back with her hand, which starts to wander into the back of my jeans and shorts, over my naked ass waking another part of my body.
“You’re not going to stay?” I hope I’m wrong because I want her with me. “We don’t have to have sex. We can just cuddle all night.”
Stopping mid-step, she moves to stand in front of me and resting her chin on my chest meets my eyes. “You want me to stay that much, you’d go without having sex with me?” She asks, her lips give a wry smile and I can tell she doesn’t believe me.
“Yes.” A one-word answer is all that’s needed. I slide my fingers through the hair flowing down her back and wait…patiently.
“Will you stop and get in the fucking car,” Phoenix shouts hanging through the car’s window only to have Thalia grab his junk by the sound of things. “Hey baby, you want more of that?”