“You’re telling me.” She sighs. “I thought, why not give him another go? After I made a fool out of myself with you, I really have nothing else to lose.”
“You didn’t make a fool out of yourself,” I reassure her, keeping my hands firmly placed in my lap. “So, you’re into this stuff? Like you hang out on the other side of the glass?”
“Me? No. I like to watch but getting there on the table isn’t something I’d be comfortable with. I enjoy the intimacy with a man who will worship me in private.” She tilts her head sideways catching my gaze while a small smile plays on her lips. “And you? Isn’t the point of marriage staying in your own bedroom?”
“Maybe back in the day when I was single.” How life has fucking changed. “I wouldn’t want any man or woman to see Zoey the way I see her. No fucking way.”
Perhaps my vision is compromised, but I can see that Raine’s inching closer only to notice after my comment about Zoey, she slides back to her original position and changes the tone of her voice. “Lucky girl.”
“Yeah, you’d think.” I let out a sigh running my hands through my hair. Leaning my elbows on my knees, we watch the guy insert his dick into the woman’s ass. She moans loudly pushing back into him.
Fuck me.
Anal—my favorite.
“Wow, she’s really going for it.”
I laugh. “Can’t fake that.”
“Nope.”
There’s this awkward silence between us until Raine turns to face me slumping her shoulders as if to release the tension. “This is awkward.”
“You’re telling me.”
“We work together.”
“Yes, we do.”
“And we’re here watching this guy try to shove his cock and finger in her ass.”
“Yes, that’s what’s happening all right,” I say.
“So, since it can’t get any worse than this, I might as well say it.” She slides over closing the gap between us. “I’ve drunk a couple of margaritas back at the bar to psych myself up.”
“I’ve drunk their entire supply of scotch.” I place my hand on her arm, reassuring her. “Your secret is safe with me.”
She shakes her head, her piercing green eyes penetrating. “No, that’s not it. I like you, Drew. Really like you. You’re incredibly smart, and I’m in awe of your talent.” She takes a breath continuing as I remain quiet, unsure of what to say. “You’re compassionate, you’re dedicated, you have the biggest heart. Plus, you’re really hot. Like hot hot. The kinda hot you get from watching Magic Mike. Maybe more hot than that. I’m sorry, that’s probably made you uncomfortable.”
It’s been a while since I was in a situation like this. I don’t even recall much of my life before Zoey walked into it. So to hear this from an extremely gorgeous and talented woman boosts my ego. Flattery works like a treat under the influence of alcohol.
“I’m hot.” I laugh, unable to grasp anything else.
Raine buries her face in her hands. “Oh my God, I can’t believe I’ve just blurted that out. I’m not much of a talker when it comes to my emotions, but I can’t help it, Drew. You’ve just been so good to me.”
I pull her into me to calm her nervous energy. “Hey, you’re equally as talented. I see a lot of my younger self in you. And you’re a mom. You’ve set the benchmark high for many women.”
“Except Zoey.”
I have to choose my words carefully, but scotch doesn’t help my brain to compute. It makes it woozy and full of fucked-up thoughts.
“Zoey is… different.”
“Good different?”
“Different,” I say again.
“But you’re still marrying her?”