“The worst thing is I believe you. I do think she would do that to me,” Jackson says.
“I’m walking in, your dick better be in your pants,” Taylor shouts as she walks into the back room.
I can’t help but laugh at her. “Say it louder I don’t think the shop at the end of the road heard you,” I tell her.
“I’m so happy that you’re not shagging, because if you were I would have been worried I didn’t hear her scream once.” Taylor looks over at Jackson, her eyes travel down his body and stop as his dick area, tilting her head to the side. “I wonder.” She looks at him giving him a wink. “The party is here to take the cake,” she tells me.
“It’s all ready.” I point to the box, as Taylor walks out I look back over at Jackson. “You got plans for tonight?” I ask.
“Mum wants us all over for dinner. What about you?” he asks, as I start cleaning the worktop.
“Nothing, movie night it is,” I reply.
I’m not in the mood to go out tonight, and sometimes a nice chilled evening with some wine is nice.
“I have a work thing tomorrow, but if it’s not too late we could meet up.” Jackson touches his mouth to mine and what starts as a quick kiss turns into a hot kiss.
I look at him. Are we boyfriend and girlfriend now? I don’t know if I should ask him or not.
“Yeah, text me and I’ll let you know what I’m doing, what time you going to your mum’s?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Going now, but I would much rather stay here and eat you for dinner,” he kisses my neck, “as you are very, very sweet,” he says bringing his lips back up to mine.
“You start it, you have to finish it,” I tell him as his hands rub against my body.
“Tinkerbell, there is nothing I would like to do more, but my mum will kill me if I’m late,” he says with a smile. I really like it when he calls me Tinkerbell, it’s so sweet.
“Well I’ll let you go, text me tomorrow,” I lean closer to him for one more kiss.
“Tomorrow? Tonight. I’ll text you.” I walk to the front of the shop with him. “Have your phone close. Bye, Taylor,” Jackson shouts as he leaves the shop.