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Piper blows a raspberry in response. “Who needs that when I’ve got you guys.” Both Saxon and I don’t bother arguing because Piper was way past rational four beers ago.
Tonight has been amazing. Saxon didn’t let on to where we were going, but the surprise element made it even more exciting. We had lunch at Patsy’s— my favorite burger place in town. The moment I bit into their mushroom burger with extra onions, it was on.
Saxon thought it hilarious that I ordered a burger the size of my head, but when I order something that delicious, I commit to it. It took me an hour, but I finished, much to the delight of Saxon, who said he likes a woman who doesn’t eat like a sparrow.
Thanks to me eating enough food to feed a small nation, we went for a walk through town. At first, it was a little daunting to be seen in public with Saxon. The townsfolk were so used to seeing me with Sam.
It was our first public outing as a couple, so I pushed down my concerns and enjoyed the sunshine and the man who never let go of my hand. I no longer see the resemblances between Saxon and Sam because they’re entirely different people. When Saxon first arrived, I couldn’t help but compare the two, but now, when in the presence of Saxon, I rarely think of Sam.
The guilt will never really subside for feeling that way, but the fact I’m able to move on proves that maybe one day I will make peace with what I did.
Once we were all walked out, we went to pick up Piper. Saxon had retrieved my Jeep from Sawbuckwhile I was getting ready. I didn’t know how he’d react, considering what happened last night, but he seemed to want to move forward as much as I did.
Piper couldn’t look happier when she saw me and Saxon. The moment she bounced into the car, she threw her arms around me and held on. It was nice that my best friend finally approved of my boyfriend, and that we could all hang out.
Saxon was very secretive about where we were going, but when we pulled up to the big white gates, I couldn’t hold back my happiness. He was taking us to the rodeo. I hadn’t been in years, and I had loved attending with my parents. So it goes without saying that I was excited.
We got front row seats, which most would hate, but not me. I love being close to the action, and I don’t mind getting a little dirty. The moment the animated roar of the crowd hit my ears, I threw my arms around Saxon and thanked him for the best date ever.
Engrossed in the action, I found my mind finally at peace. We all cheered and watched on in delight, the excitement thrumming through our veins. The weirdness I had felt earlier disappeared, and nothing felt more natural than watching the rodeo with my boyfriend and best friend.
Piper, being Piper, made friends with a girl whose boyfriend was a rider. She invited us to a party where all the riders and staff would be after the show, which is where we are now.
Behind the stadium, an old barn was converted into a very cool function area. The beer and fun times flowed freely, and it was exactly what I needed.
I snuggle into Saxon’s side, buzzed but not wasted like Piper. He kisses the top of my head, entertaining Piper as she lists all the appropriate places for our next “date.” Saxon can own a room. He always has. He has this magnetism that draws people in…like the over friendly bartender who all but offers her boobs as a serving tray.
“What can I get y’all?”
“I’ll have a Budweiser,” Piper says, but the bartender barely looks at her.
“And for you, big fella?”
“Just a root beer, thanks.” Saxon is our designated driver. After last night, I think he’s had enough beer to last him a month. “Lucy?” I don’t fail to notice the cloud of jealousy surrounding the bartender.
“Dirty martini.” I place my order, wondering why on earth I opted for a drink I’ve never tried before. It sounded good in my head. Saxon doesn’t hide his surprise, but he smirks while the bartender looks like she just sucked on a sour lemon. An irrational urge to poke out her eyes overwhelms me, but I tell myself to calm down.
It appears my instant distaste for her shows because she curls her lip before turning around to pour our drinks.
I have no idea where this green-eyed monster has come from. I was never this way with Sam. But Saxon isn’t Sam. I feel this immense possessiveness over him and seem to want to mark him as mine and mine alone.
Piper links her arm through mine. “I’ll help you take her down,” she whispers into my ear. Her comment has me realizing I’m not doing a very good job at hiding this irrationality. Thankfully, Saxon looks oblivious.
“Where is this coming from?” I ask from the side of my mouth. “Why do I want to rip out her eyeballs and use them as olives in my martini?”
Piper bursts into laughter. “Because you love him. Primitively. That’s a good thing,” she assures me while I wonder if this is normal. Saxon pays for our drinks while the bartender ensures she touches his hand. My fingernails leave half crescent moons in my palms as I resist the urge to make good on my word.
“You have nothing to worry about. I’ve seen about fifty women eye-fuck him.”
I blanch, tugging at my necklace. “If this is your pep talk, I’d advise you to rethink your material.”
She grins at my utter naivety. “He only has eyes for you.” A relieved breath escapes me, and I can’t help but smile.
Saxon passes us our drinks; however, he pauses, looking back and forth between us while cocking a brow. “Why do I feel like I’m in trouble?”
Piper snatches her beer and smirks. “Oh, you’re in trouble, all right.” She sashays off, leaving me to explain her insanity.
I reach for my drink with a shrug. “I think she ate too much glue as a kid.” Saxon laughs, appeased by my response.
