“Bye,” Royal said. “Drive safely.”
“Ride safely,” Lock corrected. Then he was on his bike and heading out.
“Riding with Lock wasn’t anywhere near as fun as riding with you,” she said the moment his bike started.
I took a step toward her and she bolted, heading into the house.
When I entered on her heels, it was to find her walking to the counter in the kitchen and turning before hitching herself upward.
When her ass hit the counter, she quickly crossed her legs and her arms and glared.
“Are you still in love with her?” she asked bluntly.
She was sitting and staring at me with what amounted to hurt in her eyes.
“No,” I admitted, taking a step forward until she was close enough to touch. “Not anymore.”
“How recently not anymore?” she asked. “There looked and sounded like there was a lot of history there. And she had quite a bit to say before you got there. She overshared, actually.”
“I admit that she’s the reason I came down here,” I admitted. “I was originally going to look for a job closer to my parents, but Natalie urged me to move here, and since we’d been dating for a year, I’d thought that was the logical next step.”
“And what happened then?” she wondered.
I leaned forward until my hands were on either side of her, leaning into her body.
“I came to town a few days early,” I answered. “She made me download this app. I didn’t really give a shit if she knew where I was, therefore, I agreed. It’s this app that can find your phone for whoever you share an account with. I’m not sure she knew that I’d use it on her, though. But I did. And found her at a coffee shop in town eating scones with her ex-boyfriend.”
“That’s…funny.” She shook her head. “You using the app on her that she likely wanted to use on you to make sure you weren’t cheating.”
“She never admitted that she was cheating, and I never really cared enough to ask,” I admitted. “I just knew that if she was discussing getting back with him, that she wasn’t all-in with me. And I wanted someone that was all-in.”
Her gaze went to my mouth, and I couldn’t stop the next words that came out of my mouth.
“I wasn’t over her until I saw some girl in greasy overalls welding,” I said. “The first time I saw you, everything that I thought I felt for Natalie went out the window.”
She snorted. “You’re telling me that I made you forget Natalie? Natalie’s beautiful. I mean, I’m no slouch, but when I’m dressed for work, I’m definitely not the prettiest crayon in the box.”
I leaned back and started to undo my utility belt.
Once I had it off, I set it carefully on the counter next to her hips, then moved until I was pressed between her thighs.
Giving a short jerk, I pulled her until she was pressed fully against me. Until she could feel the length of my erection pressing against my uniform pants.
“The first fantasy I had when it came to you was a vision of you in those overalls on my shop floor,” I admitted, my eyes never leaving hers. “And I didn’t have to worry about you getting dirty because you were already dirty.”
She swallowed hard.
“I’m…I…I don’t know what to say,” she finally settled on. “But…are you sure?”
“Am I sure that I want to kiss you?” I asked.
Her eyes widened.
“Y-yeah.”
I pressed more fully against her, then dropped my mouth to hers in a slow, sensual kiss that was just a press of the lips.
It was short. Sweet. And everything.
Her breath rushed out of her in a swift exhale, and her eyes went wide.
When I pulled back, it was to find her staring at me like I’d just pulled the rug out from under her.
“I thought that you thought I was trouble,” she whispered.
“You are.”Chapter 13
You never have to worry about me cheating on you. I may eat something that was yours, but that’s about it.
-Text from Justice to Royal
Justice
Going to my parents’ with Royal in the seat behind me was an experience.
Lock was sitting shotgun, and he was sitting there, looking bored, as he listened to Royal chatter away about her day at work. Saylor had ditched us, citing nausea, or a headache, or something like that. Which had bummed Royal out. Not that you could tell with all the chattering she was doing.
All the while, I thought about the kisses that I’d shared with her in my kitchen the night before.
I’d wanted to go further, but I didn’t want Royal to think I was doing it just because my ex showed up, so I’d waited.
And boy was I paying for it now.
My dick was hard, and it had been for going on sixteen hours now.
Was there a length of time where it became dangerous to have a hard dick? Because if there was, I was approaching it.