We showup to brunch fifteen minuteslate.
“There they are!” Olivia calls out. “We thought you weren’t coming!”
“Sorry,” Juliette says, sliding into her seat. “We were getting coffee.”
My hand tightens on her thigh under the table, “It was not coffee,” I whisper.
Juliette goes red.
Olivia’s eyes narrow then go wide. “Oh my god. You’re glowing!”
“I’m not glowing.”
“You’re definitely glowing.”
“Can we please not discuss this at brunch?”
Under the table, Juliette’s hand lands on mine.
Her dad catches my eye across the table and gives me this knowing look. Then a small nod. Her dad just gave me the ‘I know what you did’ nod. I should be mortified. Instead I’m weirdly proud.
I squeeze Juliette’s hand tighter.
After brunch, there are hugs and goodbyes and her parents pull us aside.
“Take care of each other,” her mom says.
Her dad shakes my hand. “You’re good for her. Keep being good for her.”
“I will, sir.”
Soon it’s just us standing outside in the cold.
“What do you want to do?” I ask.
Juliette tilts her head and looks up at me. “I want to go back to the hotel and spend the rest of the day in bed with you.”
“Best idea you’ve ever had.”
We barely makeit through the hotel lobby.
The elevator ride up is torture. We’re only holding hands because there’s an older couple with us, but Juliette keeps looking at me and I’m about two seconds away from completely losing it. I’m hard,aching behind the zipper of my jeans and every time she licks her lips I swear I feel it in my soul.
She’s on me the second the couple gets off, kissing me hard, pressing me back against the wall.
“You’ve been torturing me all through brunch,” she says against my mouth.
“I’ve been torturing you? You’re the one who kept touching my thigh under the table.”
“You kept looking at me like you wanted to bend me over the nearest surface.”
“Because that’s exactly what I want to do to you.”
We stumble out and down the hall. I’m trying to get the key card to work but she’s kissing my neck.
“JuJu, stop, or we’re going to get the cops called for public indecency.”
She pulls back just enough to grin. “Relax, this is Canada. They don’t care about that plus they’ll just apologize for interrupting.”
