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I change and a few minutes later, I'm pretty much back to normal. Emerson is sitting on the couch, his legs stretched out with his ankles crossed, his head leaning back as he looks at the ceiling. I feel bad about bringing up Kelly, who he's probably thinking about right now. Instead of sitting next to him, I straddle his lap, causing him to lift his head. He arches a brow at my seat choice, but I ignore it.
“So, you were pretty eager to see me?” I rest my hand on my thighs, not wanting to appear like I'm about to seduce him. It's tempting, but not yet.
“Yeah. My day was going a lot like yours, so I thought about how often you smile and make me laugh. I didn't want to wait. Wasn't expecting to find you in the same boat.”
“You were having a bad day?” I ask skeptically.
He laughs. “Yeah. You don't believe me?”
“No. You looked too happy.”
“That's because I was happy to see you, even though I felt bad you had just fallen.” He places his hands on my ass and pulls me forward, closer, before moving them to my hips. “What time do you need to get ready for work?”
“One. What are you going to do with me until then?”
He chuckles, his hands moving up my arms until they cup my face. “I never know what do with you, Eva.”
I smile, leaning forward as my arms move around his neck. “I don't know why, but that sounds like a compliment. Thank you, and thank you for saving my crappy day.”
“You saved mine.”
I'm about to object that I couldn't have done much since I snapped at him when I first saw him, but he doesn't give me the chance. He kisses me instead. My body goes from warm to scorching hot rather quickly. Tingles shoot up my spine as our tongues collide. Why do we even talk when we could be doing this all the time? There's so much control in the way his mouth moves with mine, yet there's clearly a hunger lurking just beneath the surface, waiting for permission to come out and devour me whole.
It's as if he's tottering between completely ravaging me as quickly as possible and savoring every second. And me? I'm helplessly following along right there with him. His hands skim down my back, his grip strong when he reaches my hips. Emerson decides he should travel down to my neck. His hot open mouth on my skin brings a moan out of me.
My fingers are itching to move. The tips of my fingers glide down his chest. I thoroughly enjoy feeling his stomach tense between them. Emerson returns to my mouth, and all I can think about is how this is the perfect way to turn my day around.
WHEN I DROPPED Eva off at work, she was once again smiling and happy. We'd kissed for a long time. I think she was trying to drive me crazy on purpose. My hands stayed in neutral areas. Eva's hands? Not so much. She danced on the line, though she never crossed it. I was borderline crazy with need until I pulled away and offered to take her to Smitty's for lunch.
However, I have my happy Eva back. My bad day wasn't quite as terrible as hers appeared to be; I was just late for my first class, which means I missed it completely. That particular professor locks the door, so anyone who is late is absent because you aren't getting in. Seeing Eva was exactly what I needed.
Now, I'm sitting in the parking lot in front of Sub Grub, and I'm crossing my fingers that she's still in a good mood. Eva disappeared into the back a few minutes ago. I see her come around and toward the door, so I get out to meet her. I'm not happy to see her much like I found her this morning; irritated.
“What happened, Eva?” I keep my voice gentle to prevent from setting her off.
; She turns from locking the door and wraps her arms around me in a hug. “I'm so over today,” she mumbles as she buries her face in my neck.
“Good thing you got me now.”
“Amen.”
I chuckle and kiss her temple. “Want to tell me about it on the way home?”
“Yeah.”
I walk her to the passenger side and open the door for her before getting in myself. It doesn't take her long to begin to rant about what's happened since I left her.
“I've never had so much bad luck in one day in my life, Emerson. Not even kidding. I got burned, not once, not twice, but three times! And the kicker is that it was practically in the same spot, too!” She lifts her right arm to show a burn on her forearm. “To make things even better, a customer cussed me out for putting mayo and pickles on his sub when he asked for them. He changed his mind after he paid for it and then got pissed when I wouldn't make him a fresh sub for free. Then, when I was changing the trash, the bag broke. Last but not least, someone threw up in the bathroom, missed the toilet, sink, and trash, and didn't bother to tell me.”
“Damn, Eva. I'm sorry you had a shitty day.” I reach over to take her hand.
“It happens. I just want a shower, something to eat, and then to lie down on your comfy bed.”
“We can make that happen. Don't forget I have a surprise for you.”
She doesn't even smile at the mention of it; she's had that bad of a day. “I won't forget,” she says anyway.
