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When I return, I find Barlow waiting for me at the hostess stand and Brennon and Rita nowhere to be found.
I walk right past her without a word and exit out onto the sidewalk.
“You’re just going to leave me?” she hollers as she jogs after me.
“After the stunt you just pulled.” I give her a sideways glance when she reaches me. “You’re lucky walking away from you is all I’m doing. I should put you over my knee and spank your ass.”
“Maybe I’d like that.” She grins, playfully knocking her shoulder into me.
“God.” I groan. “Are you trying to fucking kill me, woman?”
“Do you want me to stop?”
My steps falter...
Do I?
On one hand, I don’t want her to stop, Ineedher to stop.
On the other, I want nothing more than for her to never,everstop. In fact, I’m tempted to drop to my knees and beg for it.
“Brennon could have seen you,” I say, instead of saying any of the things I want to say, as I continue walking.
“That’s part of the fun, isn’t it?”
Even though I don’t want to, I have to admit she’s not wrong. For as bad as I feel about the shit we’re doing, I feel just as good doing it.
“Yeah, I guess it is,” I admit, wrapping my hand around hers before I even realize I’ve done it.
I almost pull away, worried that someone might see us, but knowing Brennon went in the opposite direction and very few people around here have a single clue who we are, I let myself embrace the moment rather than reject it.
Entwining my fingers with hers, I smile to myself when she doesn’t pull away.
It’s crazy.
This whole fucking situation.
And it’s even fucking crazier how quickly it all seems to have come about. How years of longing for her came to a head in the matter of days. And what’s more, that she seems to feel the same way. Like me or not, she can’t deny that we share an intense chemistry, and neither can I.
I don’t stop long enough to wonder what all this means. I can’t let myself go there yet. I know that this can never be anything more beyond this, that soon our little game will be over and we’ll go back to our normal bickering and dirty looks, but I’m not ready for that... Not yet.
I’ve spent years fantasizing over Barlow Ross, and if she’s game, which her actions today suggest she is, I’m going to take complete advantage of this situation while I can. Maybe after a few days I’ll have her out of my system and shit can get back to normal.
Until then...
I glance down at Barlow, still rocking a semi from earlier that instantly begins to harden again. Oh yeah, I’m definitely going to enjoy this while it lasts.
