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I get out of the car, grabbing the puppy and the large shopping bag with all of his supplies. When I make it to the back of the car, Frank is waiting with both bags in his one hand. When I’m next to him, he grabs my hand then starts to make his way to the entrance. This action has me tongue-tied.
I’m in plain shock as no one has ever wanted to walk with me, let alone hand in hand. Something must have shown on my face as he stops, looking down on me.
“Celee, is this okay? If not, no problem, just if we are gonna get a room together wanna make sure they don’t see us as two individuals but as a couple. So ya good or not?”
Not sure why that hurts but it does. So he only wants to hold my hand for a cover. Crap.
“Yeah, I’m good, Dingo.”
Suddenly and abruptly, he stops, pulling me in to him, which means the puppy is trying to climb and give him sloppy kisses. He’s dropped the luggage so his free hand grabs my chin, lifting my face. Then he stares into my eyes.
“Not sure why, now, all of a sudden, you’re calling me Dingo, but the only name I want coming from those gorgeous lips of yours is Frank. And if ya wondering why, this is why.”
Without warning his lips land on mine. I’m totally taken aback, especially when he kisses me like a long-lost lover. His lips are firm but are putting soft kisses on my mouth, chin, and back to my mouth. When his tongue licks the seam of my lips, I sigh and open. Then he takes what he wants. I feel like he’s devouring me and breathing life back into me. Damn, this man can kiss.
When he lifts his mouth I follow, not wanting him to leave. He grins that cute smirk of his then with his free hand runs it down my long hair.
“Does that explain to ya where I’m goin’ with you, Celee? Don’t go telling me we don’t know each other and shit like that. I get it, but we do know some shit from before Texas and the time we’ve been spendin’ together. So let’s see what happens, maybe we can get there together, wherever that is. So can I hold your hand and get a room so we can chill out for a bit and maybe get some shut-eye?”
“Umm, yeah, Din—I mean, Frank. That sounds wonderful. We’re ready. Wait, let me see if he needs to go potty.”
When I put the puppy down, he walks over to the grass, following it to a tree and proceeds to lift his leg and piddle for at least a minute or two. Oh, poor baby, we’ll have to stop more often. Don’t want the puppy to have to try and hold it.
“Aww, you’re such a good boy. Momma loves you, come on, give me puppy kisses.”
Hearing Frank behind me chuckling, I look over my shoulders to see him squinting my way.
“So are ya tellin’ me, all I got to do is piss on a tree and you’ll go crazy over me and give me kisses? Cool, get out of the way, lil’ shit, my turn.”
My mouth drops as he undoes his belt but the twinkle in his eyes tells me he’s teasing.
“Well, okay, Frank, but if you get arrested for disorderly conduct or creating a public nuisance, not my fault.”
I’m smiling hugely as he turns to me, his belt undone and the top button of his jeans open. My mouth drops open as he watches me with a huge smirk on his face.
“Celee, if I was to drop my jeans it would cause chaos, but not the way you’re thinkin’, sweetheart. So we’ll save this for later. Let’s get a room. My ass is draggin’, sweetheart, not sure about yours.”
“Oh no, Frank, you should let me drive to take some of the pressure off of you. I’m a good driver, swear. You can hang with the puppy. That’s our plan in the morning. Give me the keys so I have them.”
He looks at me like I just escaped a loony hospital.
“No fuckin’ way, sweetheart. All I need is some sleep and I’ll be fine. So move that fine ass of yours so we can get this done.”
So hand in hand, with the puppy in my arms, we enter the front door, hoping to get a room so we can clean up, get food, and hopefully some sleep. That’s if this little dog lets us.
DINGO
Thank Christwe were able to get a room. Only problem is my gut is churnin,’ which is a warning of an explosion of epic portions is on its way. And I’m sharin’ a room with Celee. Shit, fuck, no pun intended.
The room isn’t bad, it’s a junior suite with a separate bedroom, and just by sheer luck it has two queen beds. Then a small front room with a new couch, chair, and a pretty good-sized television. Also there’s a small kitchen thing, forget what they call it. This will work for the puppy and all his shit.
At the moment, Celee is on the floor playing with lil’ shit. Both are smiling like lunatics, yeah, that pup is smiling. The few toys I found at that truck stop turned out to be a hit as he is sure enjoying them. Almost like he never had a dog toy before. I drop on one of the chairs and just watch a stunningly beautiful woman playing with her puppy ’cause lil’ shit is definitely hers. Another thing I’ll have to explain to Brick. I’m so fucked.
“Celee, whatcha want to do? Chill in the room or grab a bite? Or we can order food to be delivered, if you want. That book by the phone gives us restaurants that deliver, I think.”
“Fratello, (Italian for brother ‘bro’)don’t know about you, Frank, but I’m good with just chilling and ordering in. Plus, not sure you know who will behave if we leave him alone. And I’m really tired, going to take a shower, eat, and just relax. That’s what I want to do. What do you want to do?”
“I’m good with all of that. If you’re okay with a pizza, some salad, and pop, tell me what you like and I’ll order. Go take a shower, I’ll watch the lil’ pain in the ass. Might take him out, see if he needs to piss or just take a short walk while you’re in the shower, give you some privacy.”
