Page 73 of I Never Stopped Loving You

Goddammit, he’s going to be writing his wedding vows by morning.

I love Jeremy, but he can be a bit obsessive, and that’s saying something coming from me. His is more of an instant obsession, as opposed to a desire built over years of longing like mine.

Every woman he meets and feels some sort of connection with instantly becomes the next Mrs. Anderson. I think it’s been three women this year alone that have caught his eye. Veronica was the latest, but I think after this, she’ll be long forgotten, and Jenna will become his new obsession. Honestly, that will be perfect. Double dates are fun as long as she doesn’t kill him first.

“So, who’s ready to drink?” Jenna asks as she picks up the drink menu.

“Are you going to get the butter beer again, Willow?” I ask as I take a seat next to her, and Jeremy slides into the booth seat next to Jenna.

“I’m not sure. What are you going to get?”

“I’m thinking something sweet.” I lower my voice as I lean slightly closer.

“I was thinking a boozy shake,” she says softly.

“Hmm. Which one?”

I wrap an arm around the back of her chair to look at the list of boozy shakes in her hands. She doesn’t pull away. If anything, she leans a bit closer and angles her body so I can read the drink menu.

“I’m torn between the chocolate-covered cherry or the maple bacon bourbon,” she says, then bites her lower lip.

“Can I get you four started with something to drink? Maybe one of our beers on tap, or we do have a few cocktails on special,” the waitress asks.

It’s the same one we had last night, and after she realizes it’s us, she smiles down at Willow and me.

“Butter beer again?” she asks.

“Not this time. Can we have a chocolate-covered cherry boozy shake and a maple bacon bourbon one as well, please? Oh, and two ice waters,” I order for us so that she doesn’t have to choose, just like last night.

“And for you two?” the waitress asks Jeremy and Jenna.

They both look like deer caught in headlights. Were they even looking at the menu?

“Can I just have a diet for now, please?” Jenna asks.

“Sure. And for you?”

“Can I please have an amaretto sour?”

“Any appetizers to start?”

“Oh, my God. They have pulled pork Doritos!” Jenna exclaims excitedly, and Jeremy looks like a puppy in love.

“We’ll take an order of the pulled pork Doritos, please,” he says.

“Sure thing. Is this all on one bill or split?” the waitress asks, and before either of the women can answer, I cut in.

“All on one, please. Thank you.”

She nods and walks away as Willow turns and playfully swats me on the shoulder.

“You could have let us split it.”

“I’m still trying to bribe you,” I tease.

She rolls her eyes, but she can’t hide the smile on her lips. Those perfect lips I’m dying to taste again.

Fuck me. This is going to be a long night.