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Tilly read that first line a few times, felt the words between her thighs, and the ache that he so easily brought out in her. She’d like his taste in her mouth. She didn’t share that though. Reading his last line, to be that close to him, she grew suddenly warm at the thought. It took effort, but she moved her thoughts to her evening. She felt as Gage did about the idea of spending the night with her in-laws. She loved them, of course, but they usually spent the evening talking about what all of their friends were up to. Kind of like keeping up with the Joneses. In the beginning, Luke used to roll his eyes, too, but lately, he’d started to join in, keeping tally on who was doing what. The fact that he was more in tune with what his friends were up to over his family annoyed the hell out of Tilly. After their last visit with his parents, she’d brought that up to him. It was another night that ended with her in the craft room.
I have something sweet for you... a scone of course. ; ) Yes, we’re still going to their house. The kids and I will escape to the den at some point to play Xbox. We have an ongoing game on their box. Following you...if only. : )
Gage read her message and felt the words in his cock. He shifted in his seat, having no doubt that she tasted sweet. His thoughts quickly moved to having Tilly below him, slowly sinking his cock into her as her hazel eyes looked up at him and…
“What are you doing out there?” Heather called, as she made her way toward him.
Gage moved, his feet falling from the position they were in, tucking his phone at his side as he said, “Just hanging with the dog.”
“Oh,” Heather cooed and added, “I thought I saw you on your phone.” Her eyes drifted to his cell tucked next to his thigh.
Gage looked down at it, too. “Yeah, been playing a new word game everyone is talking about.” He let out a forced chuckle.
“You?” Heather asked, her head tilting to the side, her brows drawn. “You never follow societal norms or play games on your phone.” She replied inquisitively.
“Well,” Gage stumbled, but told her the truth. “Dom’s been playing it and said I should, so I’m giving it a try.”
“And how’s that working for you?” She questioned, her eyes on her husband while she took a sip of her coffee.
Gage looked to the ground before eyeing his wife. “Not bad.” His gut churned the longer they talked about the game. He changed the subject, asking, “What are your plans for the day?”
Heather drew her top lip between her teeth, a move she’d been doing for years when she wanted to ask Gage something but wasn’t sure how he’d respond. “The girls from work are doing a girls’ weekend away at the beginning of December, I’d like to go.” She put her mug on the table next to her.
“Where?”
Heather’s eyes moved to an invisible thread her finger began to play with on her robe. “Skiing in upstate New York.”
“Huh,” Gage breathed in anger. “Every time I’ve asked you to go, you’ve said no.”
Heather’s eyes moved to Gage, her form becoming stiff. “It’s not like that—”
“No, then what is it like, Heather?” Gage snapped.
Heather huffed. “If you let me finish, you’ll hear why. I like the people I work with—”
“Oh, so you don’t like me anymore?” Gage’s voice was firm, his guard going up.
Heather took an exaggerated breath. “Don’t be silly, I like you. Anyway,” She said, the last harshly, before she went on, “I’ve heard through the grapevine that the manager will be leaving, I’d like to be considered for that position when it becomes available.”
“So, going skiing with your co-workers will help with that.” Gage shook his head. “Makes no fucking sense to me.”
“It’s called networking. Apparently, employees from other branches are going too; it’s something they do every year.”
“How come you’ve never brought it up in all the years you’ve been there?” Gage questioned, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Cause I was never asked, Gage,” she snapped. “You do your convention in November, and I don’t question that.”
“But it’s not a getaway, Heather, that’s business.”
“Yes, but you and Dom have fun while you’re there and—”
“Go.” Gage bit out.
Heather’s lips spread into a wide smile. “Really?”
“Yeah.” Gage said dismissively then added, “Maybe… just maybe we can go away.”
Heather jumped up, spunk in her step, when she said, “Thanks, going to look at some winter clothes online.” She reached for her mug, turned and said, “Plus, we have till we’re old and gray to do lots of things together.” With that, she walked away, whistling while she went.
