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I turn to Molly, our newest employee, and ask her to grab the rest of the cupcakes. She eyes all four of us, a small smile forming on her lips before she strolls off to get the cupcakes. I know she’ll be asking what all of this was about later.
Josie does a double take between Van, baby Della, and me. Then she repeats the process. I step out of the truck and greet Van. He wraps an arm around me. I stretch up on my tippy toes and press my lips to his. I grab Della from Van and pepper kisses all over her face. Her little giggles and coos make me kiss her more.
“I didn’t know you two were still together. And you have a baby,” Josie says with disdain in her voice.
As I turn to her with Della in my arms, both Josie and Krystin glance down to see if there’s a ring on my left finger. Van sees it too. But their whispered words and judgmental glances no longer bother me. I’m happy exactly where my life is. “We are and we do. And our lives couldn’t be any better.”
“And I know for a fact this one is mine.” Van wraps his arm around my shoulder and tugs me to him. I rest my head on his chest. Josie flinches from his words.
“Also, about those cupcakes, we’re really busy here and won’t be able to do the order.” I tilt my head and give her a fake smile.
Molly returns with the rest of the cupcakes and refills our stock. The earlier rush cleared the truck. I had to call Van to deliver more, so we would be prepared for the second rush.
Olivia and Trey stroll out of The Blue Stone Group building and come up to the truck’s window. “We needed to get out here before you guys run out of cupcakes again,” Olivia says.
Josie and Krystin step to the side. Olivia side eyes them before turning her attention to the window. “Give me two of those new strawberry lemonade cupcakes. Those are so drool worthy.” Molly grabs Olivia’s cupcakes and takes Trey’s order before bagging up their cupcakes.
Olivia pulls a cupcake from the bag, unable to wait, and takes a bite. “Mmm. This is delicious. It’s like an orgasm in my mouth.” Trey raises an eyebrow and flashes her his panty dropping, flirtatious smile. “Don’t look at me like that. Try this.” She shoves the other half of her cupcake into his mouth.
He chews and swallows. “That’s pretty good. Probably a close second to the orgasm you were talking about.” Olivia playfully slaps his chest.
Van leans toward me and whispers from the corner of his mouth. “What’s with those two? Are they together?”
I shrug. “No one knows. They’re like one of the world’s biggest mysteries. Kinda like does Big Foot exist? Olivia says Trey’s like her best friend. But if you ask me, more is brewing there.”
“I’ve never licked the frosting off my best friend’s fingers.” Van laughs.
Sure enough, Olivia peeks her tongue out, licking the lemonade frosting off Trey’s fingers. A couple walking past stops at the cupcake menu and then sidle up to the order window.
“Looks like we got here right on time,” Olivia says as she points down the street.
A small group of people exit one of the office buildings and get in line. Slowly, more and more people shuffle out and make their way to the truck. Random people strolling down the sidewalk notice the crowd forming and stop to see what’s happening. Eventually they get in line themselves.
“It was great talking to you, but as you can see, we’re a little busy here.” Van waves to Josie and Krystin before turning his attention to the customers.
Both of them turn on their heels and sashay down the sidewalk. I hold Della as Van and Molly handle all the customers. Once the line dies down, we’re left with only a couple dozen cupcakes. Molly takes over helping any new customers as Van steps outside the truck.
I turn to Van, unable to fight my grin. “It was kind of great to tell them no. And you had impeccable timing.”
“Everything was impeccable timing, especially the crowd of people. Hopefully, we won’t be hearing from them for a long time.”
“I’m okay with never.” I press my lips to Van’s again, but I pull away, keeping the kiss chaste since we’re in public and I’m holding baby Della. “Parisa said she’d watch Della anytime. I could call her, and we could have a night to ourselves.”
“I like where your head is at. I believe we’ve never properly christened the cupcake truck.” His lips press to my cheek and slowly, he kisses all the way up my jaw until he’s reached the shell of my ear. “I could spread you wide while you’re bent over, hands splayed out over the counter. I would lap at your pussy until you explode all over my tongue. Then and only then would I know you’d be primed to be stuffed full of my rock-hard dick.”
I exhale a low moan and rub my thighs together.
Twisting my head slightly, my voice low and soft I say, “I’m soaking wet just thinking about it. I’ll make the call.”
All he does is flash me his wide, dimpled grin and I know he’s game.
The End
