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“What time are you diving with the sharks?” Will asked Kip seriously. “I still say it’s a bad idea what with the open wounds on her feet, but…”
I swear for a second I was so excited at the prospect that I almost jumped out of the chair, but when he brought up my feet, all I could think was a bloody scene out of Jaws or something.
“Stop messing with her, man,” Kip growled, putting his hand on my shoulder. “I didn’t organize that today, but if you want to do it in future—alone—then I’ll make it happen.”
Just as I was about to reply, a man dressed in the Aquarium’s uniform walked past with a balloon shark that he was navigating with a remote control.
“Sweet Poseidon’s trident,” I breathed, watching as it floated around like it was swimming through the air. “I want one of those!”
“I think they also do clownfish versions,” Craig, one of the players, said as I looked around us for the gift shop.
“The shark version is cooler,” Will muttered, pointing at the sign that had what I was looking for on it. “Although, you could get both and make them chase each other.”
That was the best idea ever!
“We’ll get you your shark and clownfish on the way out,” Kip chuckled. “Where to first?”
And that’s when six professional football players started arguing while they pointed at the map on the wall. It got bigger when a group of twenty six-year-old’s who were there for a birthday party joined in, unaware of who they were fighting with.
It was also how we ended up going around the Aquarium with them while they encouraged the guys to tap on the glass and shout, “Here, fishy-fishy!”
Throughout it all, Kip didn’t leave my side once or return the flirting glances that women walking by threw his way. He posed for photos, signed autographs, and was friendly, but that’s where it ended.
But if anything could change my mind about professional athletes, it was when they took the kids to the gift shop and gave them all a twenty-dollar gift card each.
We also all got the air swimming sharks after deciding they beat the clownfish.
And it was the best day and date of my life.I was nervous which wasn’t unusual for me, but why I was nervous was.
There had been a lot of touching between me and Kip today—some of it accidental, a lot of it not—and he’d driven us home one handed, seeing as how the other one was holding mine.
The constant touching was driving me insane. Not a bad type of insane, but a good one that wanted even more, but I couldn’t figure out how to go about making it happen. It was considered bad to just jump on a guy, right?
“What do you want for dinner?” Kip asked as he walked back into the living room from the kitchen.
Able had needed to go potty, but when I’d reached for the crutches to open the door for him, Kip had jumped up to do it and told me to “keep your injured hiney on that couch.” Able being the little attention whore that he was, had lost his shit and demanded to be carried to the door—something Kip hadn’t even blinked at doing. Some women think a man holding a baby was swoon worthy, but a pro-footballer carrying a little blind dog had totally done it for me.
I was about to answer, when he sat down next to me, causing the cushion to sink and my side to fall into his. It was torture, pure hellish torture!
Taking a deep breath and deciding I needed to get a grip, I turned my head toward him to say whatever food I could think of, just as he turned his at the same time.
Somehow our lips just kind of locked together and then we both burst into movement. He lifted his hand, gently grabbing my hair and making me gasp, and his tongue began softly licking into my mouth. His moves were slow and careful, but hot as hell.
With a moan, I pushed up onto my right knee and lifted my left leg over his thighs so that I was now straddling his lap. It was fair to say at this point that if I could find a way to crawl inside him, I would have.
Wrapping his arm around my waist, he pulled me closer to him, while his other hand supported the back of my neck, angling me so he could kiss me more deeply, but it wasn’t enough.
I’d never felt this desperate need with someone before, but with Kip everything was different.
Without even thinking, I ground down into him, and the feeling of his hardness pressing against my core made my breath stutter slightly. It must have felt equally as good for him because he tipped me to the side so that I was lying on the couch, and moved to lay down on top of me without breaking the kiss once.
