“We’re at a Mexican restaurant and I’m pregnant. I think he knows it’s not going to be some crazy night.” Yes, those things are both true. I listened to Tinsley when she told me to plan something we’d have fun doing. Flashing cocks aren’t really our thing. Tinsley actually doesn’t care for much male attention at all, and I don’t want to draw extra attention to her after some of the things she’s been through.
“You do know this isn't just a restaurant, don’t you?” I smile. She glances around. James helped me find this place. Her eyes go wide for a minute.
“Salsa dancing! We haven't done that in forever.” She starts wiggling around in her chair. We spent many nights trying to teach ourselves how to salsa. I have no idea why. We spent one whole summer obsessed with it. I think it had something to do with all those new dance shows that started airing on TV.
“We’ve also never done it in front of other people,” I point out. She glances around the restaurant. James told me around ten they will start to remove tables and the place usually becomes slammed.
“I think this is why people drink.” She has a very good point, but really I don’t care. People can stare. I am here with my best friend. She is marrying the man she’s been in love with her whole life. That is worth celebrating. As for me, I really need to stop caring about what others think I should or shouldn't be doing. Tonight I’m going to do whatever I want.15James“I hope you’re happy with yourself.” I look over at Reed, who looks like he’s about to come out of his skin. I know the feeling.
“Were you really going to tell her no?” I ask him. He gives me a look. He would never tell Tinsley no if he didn't have to. I know because I am in the same fucking spot with Carly. What I can do is control some aspects of things to put me somewhat at ease. But there is no way that I’d be able to tell her no.
Her mom has done that enough to her. I’m not going to clip her blossoming wings. Each time Carly’s phone went off, I noticed it was her mom’s name lighting up the screen, causing her lips to turn down in a frown. Every time she got off with the woman it would take me a good hour to get her mood back up. My mouth between her pretty thighs always worked the best.
I try not to let it bother me that she hasn't said one word to her mom about me. She’ll talk about Tinsley or how her new place is coming along, but not a single word about me. It’s probably a good thing I can’t hear what her mom is saying to her. I’ve never wanted to choke a woman before, until now. I see many wonderful family holidays in the future.
Scratch that. There’s no way I’ll be able to be in her mom’s presence if she has something negative to say to Carly. I’ll have to do something about it. That woman will not keep doing this to Carly, and she sure as fuck won’t do it to her grandkids either. I’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now I am still working myself into Carly’s system. Trying to make myself a permanent fixture in her life.
I’m helping her spread those wings while checking one thing after another off her list for her. Seeing her face light up every time I do something with her is like a fucking high and I’m addicted.
“It’s getting late,” Reed says, picking up his beer and taking a drink. He makes a funny face.
“It’s good.” I shake my head at him.
“I could use something harder.”
“Not if you want to be harder later.” That actually gets me a smirk. “Look at them. They’re having fun.” Carly says something that has Tinsley bursting into laughter over the music that they have started to play. They cleared out the dance floor area about ten minutes ago, but no one has ventured on yet. I was a little surprised when Carly told me what she wanted to do. I went to work to find a place for them.
I had no idea she was going to dress to match the theme. I’m always in a state of arousal when Carly is near me. Which is all the time now. But that red dress against her pale skin and dark hair was something else. It made everything about her stand out. Then the fucking shoes. I don’t know how she does those heels all the time, but she pulls them off each and every time. I’m going to make love to her in nothing but those heels one day.