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She slid the cue back and forth a couple of times, testing its weight.“Like this.”
“Exactly.Too high and you’ll hit the ball on the top, hardly moving it.Too low, and you hit the cloth instead of the ball.You ready?”
She wiggled to get comfortable and Rick’s eyes nearly rolled back into his head with the sensation of her backside pressed tight against his crotch.
“The angle,” she muttered to herself, “is everything.”
Rick groaned internally.It fuckingwaseverything.“Take it,” he muttered against her ear.Her soft hair brushed against his cheek, and he inhaled a breath of Maddie, andfuck,it was too much.
It wasn’t enough.
He wanted her so acutely he could feel it in every fiber of his being.He knew his balls would be blue by the end of the night.
She took the shot and sunk the ball.
“Yes!”
He straightened just in time to avoid being punched in the face by her pumping her fist in the air.She spun a little circle and hugged him, bubbling with excitement and jubilant.“Thanks!”
Rick put his arms around her automatically and wished he hadn’t.She felt good.Too good.Soft and warm.The perfect height.The top of her head fit just under his chin.“You’re welcome, darlin’.”
The endearment just came out.Hell, he called near everyone in this town darlin’, but with Maddie, it just hit different.
She drew back and smiled.The air between them had changed.He knew it, and it looked like she did, too.“I’ll take the next shot on my own, now.Thanks, Rick.”
He swallowed and nodded.It was probably best.He was at half-mast as it was.Getting a full-blown erection at Molly’s, with his sister not twenty feet away, wasnotin his plans.“I’ll, ah, be right back.”
He marched himself to the men’s room, shut himself in a cubicle, and willed his cock into submission.When he was confident he could look at Maddie again, he came back out.
She was gazing pensively at the table, her brow a little furrowed, lips pursed, and it was cute as hell.
He wastoast.
“Can I get you a drink?”he asked as he reached her.
“Just a Coke.Thanks.”She went to reach for her purse, but he cut her off with a gesture.“On me.”
He threaded in and out of people to reach the bar, where Molly and Eddie were still yakking, Eddie’s gaze on the game on the overhead TV.Rick glanced at it, but he didn’t recognise the teams.There were always sports on at Molly’s, just not necessarily the sports you wanted to watch or even knew the rules for.
Molly stopped slicing limes and looked up at him, her lips quirking.“You and English gonna get a room, or you gonna carry on making us all watch?”
Rick scowled.“It ain’t like that.”
“Bullshit it ain’t.”Molly pointed the paring knife she was using at him.“I can see the heatwaves from here.Just calling it as I see it.”
Rick sighed.One of the downsides of living in a small town.
* * *
Jenny
“You want another drink?”Charlie asked.
Jenny shifted in her seat.Did she?Charlie was sweet, but she was starting to miss Maddie.She’d really needed a girls’ night out, and instead, she’d just ended up talking to a guy.He was nice, yes, and she’d genuinely been excited not to be a mom for one night, to be seen just as Jenny, but the live band was setting up on the corner stage of Molly’s, and she wanted to talk Maddie into a little dancing.
And shedidn’treally want to hear any more about Charlie’s surfing adventures.
A girl could only listen to so much surfing terminology on a Wednesday night.
