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I drag in a staggered breath and grip the edge of the table as he presses into my seam. The ache to feel his massive size against me is unrivaled by anything I’ve ever felt. It’s a yearning, a desperation, a thirst that nothing else can quench.
His gaze is intensely locked with mine, and his cock is pressing in when a glass shatters behind us and I’m suddenly drenched with liquid.
What the hell?
My eyes flick open, and my best friend Dolly is beside me, shaking me awake.
Disappointment fills my body. I’m not sure if it’s because I know I’ll never feel Clive against me like I’ve been dreaming of, or if it’s because I’ll never get that dream back. Either way, my night is ruined.
“Who falls asleep at a bar?” Dolly is a tall blonde with curves in all the right places that men notice. Me, on the other hand, I went so unnoticed that I fell asleep and decided dreams were my best bet at a good time.
“I wasn’t asleep. I was resting my eyes,” I lie in hopes of some mercy.
She shakes her head and grins. “I saw Bobby talking to you earlier. How’d that go?”
I roll my eyes. “Date tomorrow night. Should be… interesting.”
“Give him a chance! He’s a decent guy.”
I pinch my lips together and nod. “Yeah right.”
The flat look on her face tells me she’s tired of my pessimism. I don’t blame her. Every guy I’ve tried dating since Cody has been deficient in one way or another. If I’m being honest with myself, I’m probably not giving them a chance.
“I ran into Clive earlier. He’s going to give you a ride home.”
“Wait, what? Clive is here?”
“Yeah, everyone is here.” She flips her hair behind her back. “I know you guys had a good relationship, so I didn’t think you’d mind.”
Panic rumbles through me like an out-of-control train. “What about you?”
“I’m staying with the girls for a while. The band is just getting started.” She nods toward the door, where Clive is leaning against the front counter of the bar. He’s wearing jeans and a black t-shirt, ink covering both arms and his throat. “He noticed you were sleeping and asked if you wanted a ride home. I figured you did. Should I tell him you don’t?”
I think about her question as though it’s the final exam on a test I’ve been studying for all semester. I’d give just about anything to be alone with Clive, but given the fact that my panties are still soaked from the imaginary fucking we were just doing, that might not be the best idea.
Clive walks toward us, his thumb hooked into the loop on his jeans, his giant frame walking toward me like the answer to every problem I ever had. “I’m heading out. You ready?”
My panties soak… again. He’s barely spoken. He hasn’t done anything, but the timbre of his voice alone has my body reacting.
I’m pretty sure I need a psych eval. Who obsesses over their ex-boyfriend’s father like this?
Weirdos… that’s who. Lonely, weirdo girls who have nothing better to do with their time. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen a poll somewhere. I should look it up when I get home. I bet it would help me put this whole thing into perspective. Lord knows I need it.
Dolly brushes my arm and reaches in for a hug. “I love you. I’ll call you in the morning.”
“You have a driver, right?” She smells like alcohol, and while I know Dolly is responsible, I still worry.
“Yes, I have a driver.” She kisses my forehead. “Leah is taking me home.”
Leah is a thirty-two-year-old single mom who never gets a night to herself. I’m sure she doesn’t want to play designated driver to a bunch of drunk twenty somethings tonight, but she’s always been a caretaker like that.
Clive looks down at me. “Let’s go then. I’ll give you a ride back.”
“Are you sure? I can call around.”
His thick brows narrow. “I’m driving right past your house, so we’re going. Come on. Besides, you’re drunk. I’m not leaving you here alone. I’m sure your parents wouldn’t appreciate that.”
My parents. Of course, he’s concerned about what my parents would think… because the man is their age. He’s not thinking about bending me over a table or touching me in any kind of way because I’m literally a child to him. Besides that, I used to date his son, so I’m sure that puts me in a whole other category. A category that doesn’t leave his dick hard.
