AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Chuckling, I reach over, my fingers circling her wrist as I pull her hand away. “I take it this means you do know her?”
Tessa nods, her cheeks flushed as she scours my face, presumably looking for the family resemblance. It’s there, the two of us definitely look alike. “I do,” she mumbles. “We played volleyball together.”
My grin widens. “Fuck, I used to come to some of her games. I bet I was perving on your ass long before we ever started hooking up. Those tiny shorts you wore, damn,” I say, letting out a low whistle.
Tessa reaches over and slaps my shoulder with her free hand, her other wrist still enclosed by my fingers, which she doesn’t seem to have noticed. “Does she know about us?” she asks.
I playfully lift my brows, my tongue sticking out a little. “No, not yet anyway.”
“Dylan,” she whines, pouting in a way that’s fucking adorable.
“What?” I ask with mock innocence.
“This isn’t funny!”
“I never said it was,” I reply, sliding my hand down her wrist until it’s in her hand, our fingers now entwined. “It actually feels like it was sorta meant to be,” I add, giving her a wink.
Tessa lets out a huff, tugging on my hand as though to pull hers away. I tighten my fingers, not letting her go and she gives up, leaving our hands joined and resting on my knee.
“You know I could just ask your sister how you own this place,” she says, even though I know they aren’t actually friends anymore. My sister and I are close so there’s no way she’d still be friends with Tessa without me knowing about it.
I slide the chocolate mousse over, pushing a spoon in her direction before digging into the dessert with my own spoon. Tessa watches as I lift it to my mouth, slowly licking the mousse off before I slide the spoon out of my mouth. She swallows hard, her cheeks flushing again.
“You could,” I say. “But I could also text her and ask her not to say.”
“Would she?” Tessa questions, tilting her head to the side.
I grab another spoonful of mousse, but this time, I hold it out to her. Tessa’s eyes flick to the spoon and she licks her lips. I move it closer, holding my breath as I wait to see if she’s going to take what I’m offering her.
When she eventually opens her mouth and I slide the spoon inside, I have to bite the inside of my cheek just to stifle the groan. My dick already feels hard in my jeans and in this moment, I’d love nothing more than to pull her closer, lay her back on my kitchen counter and fuck the shit out of her.
“We’re close,” I murmur, my eyes still on her mouth as her tongue pokes out to lick her lips. “If I asked her not to tell you, she wouldn’t.”
I get another spoonful of mousse, offering it again to Tessa who doesn’t hesitate this time. I can’t take my eyes off her mouth, watching as she licks the spoon clean again before reaching for her wine glass, finishing it off.
“Are you ever going to tell me?” she whispers.
“I will,” I say with a nod, taking a spoonful of dessert for myself, Tessa’s eyes following the spoon as I put it in my mouth now.
“When?” she breathes out.
Grinning, I offer another spoonful to her. “Mmm, maybe on our fifth date?” I suggest.
Tessa pauses, her eyes widening as she looks at me, the spoonful of mousse paused between us. “Our fifth date, huh? That’s a pretty big assumption. What makes you think we’ll get to five?”
Chuckling, I move the spoon closer. “Dunno,” I say with a shrug. “Just a hunch.”
By the time we’ve finished the mousse, the second bottle of wine is also empty, and I realize we are both a little tipsy. It’s also pretty late, the time having flown by and as Tessa moves to stand, I do the same, moving so I’m standing in front of her, trapping her against the kitchen island.
“I don’t think you should go home,” I say.
“Dylan,” she says, holding a hand up. “This was just supposed to be dinner.”
“I know, I know,” I say, holding my hands up as I take a step back. “But we’ve had a lot to drink and you are definitely not driving home like this.”
“I’ll just grab an Uber,” she says.
“Or…” I hesitate, wondering how she’s going to react to my suggestion. “You could just stay?”
