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“I know, but we didn’t do things proper,” I explain. “Ya deserve…stuff.”
“Stuff?” she questions, doing a poor job of covering her smirk.
“Aye, like flowers and chocolates and whatever else happens on a date.” This is foreign territory for me, so I actually have no idea if this is a thing or not.
She bursts into laughter, unable to control herself.
“Ack, forget I said anythin’,” I say, shaking my head at my stupidity.
I’m about to turn away, but Babydoll quickly grabs my arm. “I’m sorry for laughing. I would love to go on a date with you, Puck Kelly.”
“Ya would?”
“Of course, I would, silly. I’ve only waited ten years for you to ask me to go steady with you.” She grins, biting her bottom lip to stop another outburst.
“All right, that’s enough,” I playfully say, drawing her into my arms and pressing us chest to chest. Even in heels, she’s still a head shorter than me.
Her playfulness soon simmers and blossoms into something else. “You look really good in a suit. Too bad we’ll have to throw it away once tonight is over with.”
She means because it’ll be covered in her father’s blood.
“I’ll wear one on our date,” I promise, wishing to ease her fears.
“Promise?”
“Cross my heart,” I reply before pressing my lips to hers.
She moans, arching into me as she wraps her arms around my neck. We kiss softly, but the hunger is always beneath the surface, always demanding more. But more will have to wait.
Brushing my thumb across her cheek, I break our kiss, smiling when she pulls out her lip in disappointment.
“I want more,” she whispers, her eyes animated. “I always want more.”
I do too. I want nothing more than to lose myself in her for days, but not yet.
She reads my thoughts and walks to the mirror to reapply some lipstick and fix her hair. She looks perfect, but she needs to do something with her hands.
I slip into my jacket, buttoning it and joining Babydoll in front of the mirror.
We peer at one another’s reflections, our looks saying more than words ever could. So much awaits us because there isn’t a plan, per se. I don’t know how or when I’m going to strike. I just know, when the time is right, I’m going to rip Brody’s head from his shoulders.
And I mean that literally.
“Ready?” I ask, giving her one final chance to back out.
But Babydoll isn’t a quitter. Her loyalty and love for me over the years have proven this.
“Yes,” she replies with a sharp nod. “It’s now or never.”
She doesn’t understand the significance of that phrase as that song changed my life forever. It seems fitting this ends with it.
“Be careful,” she says, turning to me.
“I will. You too.”
“I’ll be all right,” she affirms, and when she averts her gaze, I know she’s not telling me everything.
“Cami?” I question, not wanting any surprises when we go in there.
