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I let my eyes close, wondering if we were finally there. If she was finally going to say the words I needed to hear from her. “Yeah?”
She bit her lower lip. “Um …”
I leaned in a little closer.
“Do you,” she started.
I let my eyes slowly open, examining her face. She was absolutely stunning, sitting here with her hair up in a messy bun, a few strands escaping and framing her face free of makeup. I wanted nothing more than to lean in and taste her lips.
“…um, I mean, only if you’re ready,” she continued.
I licked my lips. I was more than ready. As I closed some of the distance between us, her eyes widened.
“…want to eat now? I mean, I know we just got here, but that bacon smells so delicious.”
Of course. She was hungry and would turn to hangry in a flash. “Yeah, sure.” Leaning up, I found the rejection was enough to deflate my cock.
I should have known better. She didn’t want me. She wanted a friend. What the fuck was I thinking?
Mentally kicking myself all the way to the kitchen, I grabbed the two bags from the counter and brought them over to the table. I set the bacon bag in front of her and a Chinese food bag in front of me.
She looked at the logo on the bag and then up at me with wide eyes. “You have a place called At Your Bacon Call?”
I nodded. “Wife of my friend created the menu there. Kiley. You’ll meet her. It’s a food truck and it’s really good. And they’re open year round.”
She gasped. “You’re fucking kidding me.”
I raised an eyebrow. “I don’t fuck around when it comes to you and bacon.”
Opening the top of the bag carefully, she let the scent hit her in the face and gave a little moan. When I turned to make another trip to the kitchen, she grabbed my arm. “If you’re trying to be civilized with plates, don’t bother on my account. This is all hands and teeth, baby.”
I swallowed hard. Her words were so hot, I was starting to grow uncomfortable in my jeans again. She had no idea how much she affected me.
“’Kay,” I said, grabbing a fork for myself and a couple bottles of water.
Dinner progressed with me eating a few bites in between watching her moan and make ridiculously sexy noises while she ate. One time she caught me staring.
She was licking her fingers after pulling some bacon off her sandwich to eat separately. The sight of her tongue covering and wrapping around her fingers as she sucked on them had me shifting in my chair.
At the movement, she glanced up. “What?”
I took another bite to cover. “Just wanted to make sure you liked it.”
She shook her head, closing her eyes in ecstasy. “This turkey cheddar bacon panini is probably the best thing I ever ate in my entire life. And the bacon-wrapped cheese sticks? Genuis!”
I lowered my voice. “You know, they have maple bacon doughnuts in the morning. Some other things too.”
She leaned forward, licking her lips.
“And they have chicken bacon ranch wraps, loaded baked potato soup, and bacon tacos where they weave the bacon into taco shells,” I said, my voice turned husky as I saw her whole body light up with my words. “They even have Bloody Mary’s with candied bacon and bacon caramel brownies.”
Her breath came out in little puffs. “Ransom, would you take me to this bacon haven? Tomorrow? I’m not above begging.”
Her words had my cock straining against my jeans so hard I had to covertly push it down and adjust some things. Problem was, I was still thinking of her words and where else I could hear them. In bed, under me, begging for me to thrust inside her. Crouched down by her warm pussy, begging for me to taste her. In the shower on her knees, begging to take me in her mouth. I was so lost in my thoughts of her that I didn’t even notice her get up from the table until she spoke again.
“Please, Ransom,” she rasped, kneeling next to my chair. “Please?”
That last thought I had flooded my brain. “What?”
