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“I’m taking you out of town tonight, I know a few good places to eat in Portland and I thought we could spend the night there.” She had known about the hotel part, but I had left out that it was in Portland.
“Really? I love Portland.” She smiles.
“Perfect. There’s some food trucks that have food to die for.” My mouth waters just thinking about it.
Lainey settles in her seat, letting the music play on the car stereo, and we talk about our days. Lainey doesn’t bring up the man at the bakery, and I don’t either. If she wants to talk to me about it, she will. I just wish I knew who he is. He seemed like he knew her but they didn’t look happy to see each other in the slightest. It makes me feel a little unsteady, but I have to trust Lainey will tell me about it if I need to know.
“So why did you move from Portland to Seaside?” Lainey asks.
“I needed a change. And I saw the all-female tattoo shop was hiring so I thought I’d apply and if I got it I’d move. It’s a little different being a small town, but I like it more than I thought I would,” I admit.
“I love that Reagan opened her own shop, so many people are tattooed by her and the shop.”
“One of these days I’m going to get some ink on you.” I wink.
“Maybe.” She giggles.
“What kind of food are you in the mood for, Mexican or Asian?” I ask, changing the subject. We are getting closer to the spot and I need to know which way to turn.
“Ooo, definitely Mexican, I can go for some tacos.”
“Perfect.” I nod. I make a turn toward the taco truck I knew in Portland. It is one of the best I have come across, thanks to an old client of mine.
We pull up, parking in the nearby lot, and I grab Lainey’s hand. I love having her hand wrapped in mine, it makes me feel even more connected to her. We look at the menu together and decide what to eat, she wants three chicken tacos while I want three beef tacos and we decide to share a plate of nachos. I pay for everything to her protest and then we grab a seat at one of the picnic tables. I am thankful the weather is staying clear, I had been worried about light showers but thankfully they had passed over us for once.
“So, what do you think?” I ask Lainey as she takes her first bite.
“Oh, my gosh.” She wipes her mouth. “It’s delicious.”
“If you like this, we’ll have to try the churros for dessert.”
“You know I love some cinnamon,” she jokes.
We eat in somewhat of silence, listening to the conversations of the couples and families nearby. Lainey devours the tacos and I’m so glad to be on a date with someone who actually enjoys her food. Too many women I’ve taken out have just picked at their food, but I know Lainey isn’t like that. In all the dates we’ve been on, she enjoys her food as much as I do. So we eat quietly, sharing the nachos, dipping them in salsa and sour cream that’s to die for. By the time we’re done eating, I almost don’t have room for the churros.Almost. I make myself take a few minute break and then I have enough room, making sure to order them hot, and Lainey and I share one.
“Want to take a little walk?”
“Sure.” She smiles.
We walk along the streets of Portland, sharing bites of the way too big churro I ordered. It has to be at least a foot long but Lainey seems to have more room than I do. We hold hands again, my fingers twisting around hers perfectly. Despite our height difference, we seemed to make it work. I can’t help but look at Lainey instead of the path we’re walking. Lainey is beautiful, especially out of that work apron; she is wearing jeans that hug all her curves and a crop top that shows off a sliver of her belly. I love that she dresses to show off her body instead of trying to hide any piece of her. My gaze flows over her and I can’t wait to get to see what she looks like without all those clothes on later. The thought makes my core ache, just the teases I’ve seen of her has been enough to let my imagination run wild.
“What are you thinking about?” Lainey asks, pulling me to the present.
“Honestly?” I ask.
“Always.” Her eyes flutter to mine.
“I was thinking about your body and how badly I want you,” I whisper in her ear. I feel her shiver and I smile as I see her biting down on her bottom lip.
“Oh,” she says wide eyed.
“You’re beautiful, Lainey.”
“Carter…” she whispers back. I tuck a piece of her long brown hair behind her ear and smile.
“I’m going to kiss you now,” I whisper. She nods lightly, and I smile.
Our lips meet and just like every time before, I feel like I’m walking on air. It is this indescribable feeling that I assume is love. I’ve never been in love before Lainey. All of my relationships not lasting long enough for the feelings to deepen. But here I am, barely a month in with Lainey, and already I am feeling everything. Her tongue slides across my own, and I groan into hers. I want the space to explore every inch of her. I press my body against hers and she moans lightly.
