"You're a really bad girl, you know that, Rosalie?"
"Hey, what can I say? I know what I want, and I'm going after it." She squeezed my cock gently and then pulled her hand away. She moved her fingers up to her mouth, and I watched as she sucked on her index finger. My eyes narrowed as I stared at her. Shit, she was hot. And then she grabbed my hand and sucked on my finger. And I growled as I stared at her.
"Come on, Rosalie. The night is not ending now. I know exactly where we're going."
Chapter26
Rosalie
"So I need you to keep your eyes closed, Rosalie." Oliver’s voice was soft and warm as he held my hand.
"But I want to see where I'm going," I said excitedly.
"You'll see soon enough. Now, I want you to sit here." He stepped forward and tapped me on the shoulder.
"Where? I can't see." I laughed.
"Don't worry, I got you. Just sit down."
"But what if I fall onto the ground?"
"You won't. There's a chair there. It's an armchair."
"Okay." I sat back and found myself in a really comfortable leather chair.
"This feels nice," I said. "I'm glad. I want the entire evening to feel nice, but why can't I see?"
"Because if you could see, then it would ruin the surprise."
"But it doesn't need to be a surprise," I said.
I couldn't quite believe that I'd finally come out and given Oliver an ultimatum. The evening had been fun; dinner and the comedy show, and we'd flirted undercover all night long. I knew that I wanted him, but I knew we would keep playing this game unless I said something. And so, I had to find out either way—he wanted me and was going to have me, or he didn't. I was pretty proud that he had gone along with what I was hoping. I just hope it didn't get complicated. When I told him we could keep it a secret from Foster, I truly believed it. But the more I thought about it, I worried that it wouldn't be possible. Though, I wasn't going to bring up my concern now, not when I was in such a precarious and exciting position.
Music came from the room, and my ears perked up. "What's that?" I said.
"You don't recognize it?"
"No."
"Listen carefully."
"Okay," I said, and listened as carefully as I could.
"Is that Savage Garden?" I said laughing.
"Yeah, it is. Remember how much you used to love them."
"Yeah, I really did. Wow. I can't believe you remember that."
"There are many things I remember about you, Rosalie. How could I forget?"
"True. I remember a lot about you."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"I remember that your favorite movie isScarface."
"Isn't that every guy's favorite movie?"