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Not that I’d care. I would be dead.
And I still came in my pants like a slut at the taste of him.
We had to stop and pull the car over at the next gas station so I could change my underwear. Quinn looked smug, and I just felt embarrassed. But honestly, I need to pack extra because I cannot help but explode like a volcano every time I’m near him. It’s like I’ve reverted back to puberty again. I’ve traveled back in time.
“You look good blushing,” Quinn said after I made my way out of the gas station bathroom, the underwear clutched in my hand.
“God,” I murmured and he laughed, looking so damn happy, right before he leaned over and kissed me.
I felt that kiss all the way to the B&B, a quaint white house on the outskirts of town, with a large wraparound porch and fields of cherry trees lined up in rows. Just seeing it makes my heart swell with something I can’t quite explain because he picked this just for us. For me.
“It got great reviews,” he says as we trudge inside, his hand clasped in mine. He pushes the front door open and we are greeted with the sound of birds chirping loudly.
“Oh shit,” I murmur, taking in the rows of bird cages lining almost every single inch of the small living room. “There are a lot of birds here,” I whisper, and Quinn bobs his head.
“This wasn’t advertised in the post. It’s like a motherfucking zoo,” he says and then bites down on his lower lip, peeking up at me. “Are you freaked out?”
I shudder a little, not quite sure how I feel. Birds are creepy fuckers and they like to sing songs at you that no one asked to hear.
I could do without them, to be honest.
“As long as they stay in their cages,” I reply, thinking about Tattletale and how he’d sit on his perch and watch as Robert fucked me.
Didn’t like that so much either. Especially when he loudly proclaimedthree out of tenafter each round, like he was judging my performance. Once I got a six out of ten and felt proud. That’s when I knew it had to end.
“Well, hello, you two!” an older woman says, meandering out of the back room, her hair a tuft of grey on her head, glasses sitting precariously on the end of her nose. She’s wearing a long floral dress that swishes as she walks. A waft of perfume trails after her, and I feel myself start to sniffle. She really lathers it on. Probably bathes in it.
The birds flutter noisily around her when they catch sight of her, and Quinn lets out a small laugh at the sound. Well, he can laugh it up, but fuck, it’s unnerving. This is straight-up Alfred Hitchcock.
“Are you Quinn and Grey?” she asks, and Quinn bobs his head.
“Yep, that’s us,” Quinn says with a wide smile, his hand squeezing mine.
The woman bobs her little head, her hair flopping around on top of it. It looks a bit like a nest. She probably lets birds up in there to lay eggs in her free time.
“Well, so nice to have you here. My name is Ginny. I run this place. If you need anything, you two just ask. Let me show you to your room.”
We follow her up the stairs, the wood creaking beneath our feet. At one point, Ginny takes a step and her knees pop so loudly that I end up wincing. Fuck, she probably shouldn’t be going up and down these stairs. She might get stuck.
“Sorry, just a bit slow,” she says with a small laugh, and I can’t help but smile.
“That’s gonna be me in two years,” I tell Quinn, and he rolls his eyes.
“Quit it, Grey. You’re not as old as you think.”
Ginny waddles over to a closed door and opens it, smiling widely at us. “There are towels in the bathroom and anything else you need, you just let me know. You two have fun,” she says and then leaves, a small whistle leaving her lips.
“Think she was calling to her birds?” I ask, and Quinn snickers.
“Maybe. Maybe she controls them. Maybe we will wake up tonight and they’ll be perched up in the rafters, watching us.”
I give Quinn the biggest glower I can, but it’s wiped away when he pushes me up against the wall and kisses me senseless.
“I love teasing you. You’re so fucking cute.”
“I am manly,” I reply, and Quinn pecks me on the cheek.
“You are. And hairy. I love it.” He groans, his fingers sliding down my chest before he adjusts himself in his pants. I wet my lips, thinking about that dick as he turns to take in the room. The walls are covered in a blue floral wallpaper and the queen-size bed in the middle of the room is adorned with a white comforter.
