“How are things with McCarthy’s sister?”
“Presley, Gavin. Her name is Presley.”
He grins. “I know that. Making sure you did. Well?”
“Things are great,” I smile at the thought.
“Wait a second. You’re smiling because things are great withher, aren’t you? What happened to seeing her only to piss off McCarthy?”
“That’s how it started, yeah. But it’s different now. I like her. A lot.” Gavin’s one of my best friends, but I’m not ready to tell him everything just yet.
“You like that little -” Nichols starts from behind me, coming into the kitchen.
“Watch it, Andrew,” I interrupt him sternly. He grabs a beer from the fridge and sits down with us.
“Whatever. I just can’t believe you would put up with her, much less like her. Especially if your intent was messin’ with McCarthy.”
“Yeah, well, things change. McCarthy doesn’t even matter anymore. I’m going to continue seeing her regardless.”
“She know why you’re with her?” he questions.
I shake my head and then add, “That’s not why anymore.”
“But it was.”
“What’s your point, Nichols?” I snap. Where is he going with this? “Presley isn’t ever going to find out, so it doesn’t matter.”
Andrew shrugs, stands, and leaves. I look to Gavin who shrugs as well and then says, “Hey, I’m happy for you, man.”
“Thanks.” I throw my trash away and go sit on the couch to watch TV.
~ ~ ~
Presley has been with Marley every day so far this week. I talk to her a couple of times during the day and all it sounds like they are doing is hanging out as normal, but all the time. Apparently, McCarthy is allowed over since he is her brother, but I’m not because I’m a boyfriend and friends with Jere. Therefore, an enemy as well. Presley said she would go get Chinese takeout for them, but she’s going to meet me while she’s out. That’s why I’m sitting in a restaurant all by my lonesome self.
“Hey,” a low whisper sounds by my ear and seconds later there’s a kiss on my cheek.
“Hey, Smarty. Don’t,” I say, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into my lap before she can sit in her own chair.
“Miss me that much?” she smiles.
Instead of answering, I run my hand up her back, through her hair, and grasp her neck to bring her closer to me. A groan almost slips when I kiss her, that demanding tongue of hers sweeping through my mouth with a graceful force. Presley leans back all too soon.
“You definitely missed me,” she smirks. “All of me.” As if to drive her point home, she sways her hips lightly in my lap.
“Of course, I missed you.” I run my hand down her back. “You are sitting right here for dinner, okay? If you’re going to torture me, I’m at least going to be able to touch you. No way I’m going to watch you be this beautiful from across a table.”
Presley smiles and our waitress comes over to take our order.
“Oh, hey, Levi. It’s been a while. How have you been?” Kay, the waitress, asks, ignoring Presley completely. Uh, oh. Kay knows me because she was my “favorite Bunny” before Sunny took over that title. She probably thinks that Presley is the favorite now.
“Just fine, Kay. I hope things are well with you. I would chat, but my girlfriend and I are on a bit of a time limit tonight. I know what I want, do you?” I finish turning my attention to Presley.
“Yeah, of course.”
Smarty orders first and then I do, a frown planted on Kay’s face the entire time. If I had known she worked here or had caught sight of her before now, we would have eaten elsewhere. She wasn’t thrilled when I stopped seeing her. I told her upfront how things would be between us and she still expected me to eventually change.
“An old Bunny?”