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David
I hadn’t really been expecting Zoey to want to come back with me, but I wasn’t going to complain. Whether we ended up watching a movie or not, I was just glad we were going to have the chance to spend a little more time together. We’d both had some wine, so instead of driving back to the house, I called us a ride from an app on my phone.
“What about your car?” Zoey asked as we stood waiting. Usually, I wasn’t the kind of person who would just leave a car overnight, but I felt comfortable leaving it at this restaurant, and it was always best to play safe. I’d been an attorney long enough to know that messing with drinking and driving wasn’t exactly something that was a good idea.
“I cleared it with the owner,” I told her. Her concern was cute. There were a lot of things about Zoey that were cute: things I hadn’t noticed before. The way she carried herself with both confidence and curiosity? That was cute. The way she kept talking about sucking me off? That was cute, too.
“He’s letting you leave it overnight?”
“He is.”
She paused and looked over at me.
“Are you and the owner friends?”
“Something like that.”
“What do you mean?”
“I saved his ass last year,” I told her honestly. “So, he owes me a favor or twelve.”
She just laughed and nodded. She rubbed her shoulders as we stood there.
“Cold?”
“A little.”
I slid my jacket off and draped it over her shoulders. She looked up at me like I was the most important person in the world to her. In that moment, I felt like I was. When she smiled at me like that, Zoey made me feel like I could do anything. She was magic, and I didn’t deserve to be spending time with her. Still, I’d give it everything I had. I’d do as much as possible to prove that I was worthy of her time.
Our ride arrived and we were quiet on the way back to my place. We were both lost in our own thoughts. I wondered what was going through her pretty little head as we got out of the SUV and headed up the stairs to my house.
“This is where you live?” Zoey asked, staring at the little home.
“Yep.”
“It’s nice.”
I laughed.
“Thanks, Zoey.”
My house wasn’t over-the-top, but I did agree with her that it was nice. It was a single-story, three bedroom, with a three-car garage. Did I have three cars? No. I still liked it. I had an entire gym set up out there and I loved how much space the garage afforded me. My house also had a basement, which was essential for Midwest living, and I’d turned it into a bar and movie theater for when I had guests.
We went into the house, kicked off our shoes, and headed into the kitchen. We each had a glass of water, and then I asked if Zoey wanted more wine. I wasn’t sure how much she wanted to drink. We’d gone to town on Saturday night at her brother’s party, but maybe that was as much as she wanted. I was more than comfortable to follow her lead on this one.
“For movie night?” Zoey asked.
“For movie night,” I agreed.
“I’ll have a glass,” she smiled. “Although, it kind of feels like you’re getting me drunk so you can take advantage of me.”
“Me?” I reached for my chest in faux surprise. “I would never do something like Zoey. In fact, you know what?” I winked. “I’m hurt.”
“You are not,” she laughed and had a sip of her wine. Then she set the glass down, walked over to me, and placed her hands on my chest. “You’re not hurt. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You don’t?”
